"I know, I know!" broke in Dido, impatiently. "But dat not to do wid me. De poison in your debble-stick.",
Patricia, at the mirror, paused in the act of pinning on her hat, her eyes riveted on the vision in dull green.,
Elinor promised, smiling at Patricia's vehemence, and went off with her canvas, securely wrapped against curious eyes, held firmly in one gray-gloved hand..
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