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A glare from Patricia stopped her, but it was too late. A chorus of laughing voices took up the demand, "A song, Miss Pat!" "Don't be stingy, Kendall Minor; tune up!" "Give us a sample, Miss Pat!" until Griffin, with a bow, offered her arm to the rebellious Patricia and led her, protesting and abashed, to the chair whence Elinor had escaped. Patricia, with her mind wholly on her own absorbing business, gave scant attention. "What!" cried Jen, interrupting sharply. "Did Dr. Etwald know about it also?".
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"She was agitated, my dear young lady, and I have calmed that agitation." "We shall see," replied Jen, who was as obstinate as a mule on some points. "I am no fool." The room was very dark at first, and little whispers ran all about in the gloom. There was a rustling and shuffling and a sound of hurried, muffled steps. Patricia, from her hiding place behind the door screen, could make out nothing but the dim oblong of the transom above her head and the long pale mass of the skylight. "When will you return?".
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