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Patricia rolled her eyes in mock agony. Patricia's eyes filled with the ready tears as she caught the look on Judith's thin face, raised in adoring admiration to the great Winged Victory that stood poised at the top of the wide flight of stone stairs, showing triumphant in the misty light that seems to fill all great indoor spaces. "Poor David!" echoed Etwald, with a sneer. "Foolish David, you might say, to die for the sake of a woman.".
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"Bruce Haydon!" exclaimed Patricia, astonished. "Why, he's in Italy, isn't he? Elinor had a letter yesterday——" Elinor blushed and laughed. "I can't, usually," she said, gayly. "It is the Victory that did it. She must have handed down some of the thoughts of the old Greek that carved her out of the white marble under that blue, blue sky of ancient days." "I can't answer that question either," said the doctor, taking up his hat. "A detective may be able to assist you on those points. Engage one." "Was he a friend of yours, doctor?".
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