"That was a lovely song you sang about 'Molly darling,' Billy," I said. "Where did you hear it?",
Patricia was about to break into angry tears on Elinor's neck, but the brisk and significant air with which Griffin spoke roused her to herself again. She put Elinor's arms away, and going to the mirror, smoothed her tumbled hair, and whisked away the telltale traces of her collapse, while Elinor sat quietly on the edge of the couch watching her with fond anxiety.,
"Find out in the morning how she feels about it," said Elinor, switching off the light. "I'm pretty sure she'll want to go.".
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