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"There," said Jen, pointing to the inanimate form of his old servant. "He is asleep or dead." Miss Green, much mollified by Patricia's ready acknowledgment, beamed over her round spectacles. "I see. And about the theft of this devil-stick?".
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Griffin was just ending the sentence that had hurried the fleeting pictures through her mind when Patricia slipped away unnoticed into the hall, where she flung on a cape and soft hat of Judith's and softly let herself out. "Oh!" said the major, suddenly recollecting what had taken place. "I remember her visit; but she gave as her excuse that you wanted to see me." "What'll I tell her, if I do?" demanded Patricia indignantly. "I haven't any idea what you want to telegraph?" "I've taken a studio apartment, and I've got someone to keep house—just for a month—and I'm banking on you all coming to spend that month with me. I want you to have this chance at some outside work," he said to Elinor. "I'm not so keen on this academic work for a steady job. I want you to keep up your life class, of course, but there's a big lot of education lying around in the studios for this short time anyway. I may not be able to offer it to you again, as I'll have to be off as soon as this contract is finished. Will you come?".
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