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"Mr. Sarby went out as soon as we discovered the loss, and he has not yet returned." "I never said a word about his nose," cried Judith, relieved to evade the real topic. "I'd be more polite than to criticize his linny-ments like that." So, as there was no other key, Patricia put her finger to the bell on the lintel and kept it there till the knob rattled and the door was flung open wide. Judith was standing in the middle of the big, comfortable studio and her face was flushed, but not one word did she say in explanation of her singular behavior..

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"Well, of all things!" exclaimed Patricia indignantly. "We're locked out!" "Patricia, he'll hear you!" gasped the scandalized Judith. "I'm tired of your enigmas," he cried, angrily. "What is it you wish to tell me?" "Ah," said Isabella, clasping her hands, "I am sure that it was that terrible man who made David kill Maurice. Oh, if I had only met Maurice on that night, I might have prevented the quarrel.".