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"The Voodoo stone," echoed Jen, much puzzled. "And what may that be?" This time Isabella burst out into a girlish laugh of genuine amusement. Elinor and Patricia were so occupied with the room that she almost escaped reproof, but Patricia, as she turned from admiring the stairway that wound up one side of the studio to a nook in the peaked roof above, caught a very knowing look on her little sister's face which was meant for Bruce, and she pounced on her immediately..
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