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"Poor thing, she's done it at last!" cried Patricia compassionately. "Then what happened?" CHAPTER V THE GHOST DANCE "Well, of all people in the world!" she cried delightedly to the newcomers. "Where did you come from? Why aren't you in Paris? And where's Mr. Bingham?".
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Elinor merely smiled her gentle, affectionate smile, but Patricia rippled out in mocking laughter. Suddenly a match flared and the twinkling tip of light grew at a candle end and she saw a ghostly figure, its white hand busy with the candle wick and its hollow, black eyes fixed on the tiny growing flame. Instantly other matches flickered and more candles glimmered in ghostly fingers, until the room was flashing with tiny points of light, while the masses of heavy shadow trembled and surged about an array of white-clad, mysterious, skull-faced figures that slowly formed in line and, two by two, moved to the center of the room, chanting a low, monotonous song as they walked in solemn procession. "I don't understand myself," said the young man, despondently, "save that I am the most miserable man alive." "Ah, but she was hypnotized. She did not act of her own free will.".
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