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"Within the gates?" asked the major, much agitated. "What in the world—" she began in alarm, but Elinor silenced her questioning with a weak wave of one tired hand. "You're a darling," said Patricia, "and the Lord must be terribly fond of you.".
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CHAPTER VIII. A CRY IN THE NIGHT. "Phew! That's great!" cried Patricia, springing lightly to her feet. "It's more like flying than anything else." Elinor merely shook her head gently, while Griffin stood in embarrassed silence. Luncheon was particularly gay, much to Judith's delight. Margaret Howes joined Patricia as she carried Judith off to the them, and Griffin with a kindred spirit had the next table. Doris Leighton, the pretty girl whom Patricia had so ardently admired on her first day and who had not been visible since then, appeared without her pale companion, and took the table on the other side of them, and when Margaret Howes, at Patricia's entreaty, introduced them, she brought her chair over to their table and made one of their merry party..
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