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"I can't understand you, sir," said Jen, with a sigh. "Whatever your reasons may be, I feel sure that I shall not approve of them." Jen rose to leave the room, more wounded than he chose to confess. But Patricia was impatiently deaf. "Why doesn't he get on?" she whispered testily. "We know all about the conditions of the prize. What we want to know is—oh, Elinor, I'm horribly disappointed. I was afraid Doris Leighton would get it, but you ought to have had Honorable Mention. Griffin's isn't half so good as yours; she said so herself. Can you see what their canvases are like? I'm just so that the light glares on them for me. What's that he's saying now? He's talking about your study.".
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"Undoubtedly," asserted Jen, readily. "But he must also have been asleep, else he would have called out as the men burst through the window." "I am not so sure of that, Etwald. How did you know that David would confess in so dramatic a fashion?" Elinor and Judith were very enthusiastic over the intent, studious figure that bent over its book in such lifelike fashion. The hall and corridor were dim and the circle of lights above the model stand was twinkling brightly when Patricia peeped in at the crack of the door during the first rest..
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