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"I'll count ten, and then I'll go," she said to herself. The major was prepared for this question, and as he did not intend that the visit of Isabella to the house should become known to the police, he answered it in a guarded fashion. "But," added Jen, raising his head, "as until that explanation we are enemies--although not openly so--I shall require you to leave my house.".
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"'He or she,'" repeated Jen, slowly. "Dido I mentioned; but 'he!' who is 'he?'" "She couldn't," grinned Griffin. "That's the point. She's so taken up with her pose as suffering martyr that she overlooks a trifle like good work. Heavens, there's the gong! I've kept you here gassing when I know you're crazy to get to work. Come along in, and I'll help you set up your stand before the model poses again." "I can understand all that," interrupted Jen, "but the similarity of the perfumes? I must have that point cleared up." Elinor smiled and her shining eyes traveled down the wide dim corridor with its rows of battered gray lockers, past the confusion of chairs and easels that clustered around the big screen of the composition room, straight into the farthest nook of the great bare work rooms beyond, where an array of heroic-sized white casts loomed conspicuous in the cold north light above the clutter of easels, stools and drawing-boards that encompassed the silent, intent workers..
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