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David and Maurice both being absent, the one in London, and the other at Deanminster, Major Jen was compelled to dine alone. This he disliked doing, so hurrying over his dinner with all speed, he betook himself to the smoking-room, with a book. Here he lighted a cigar, chose a comfortable chair near the open window, and attempted to read; but the somnolent influence of the evening was upon him, and before his cigar was half done the good major was sound asleep. "I wish I could draw," mused Patricia, absently sugaring her Frankfurter. "I've got tons of ideas already." "He seems to have been very confidential," said Isabella, scornfully, "and from what I have seen, Dido, he has some influence over you.".
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She stopped, trying to arrange her speech so as to present the intended disclosure in the clearest form possible, but Judith, whose cheeks had been burning at Griffin's account of the interview in the Committee room, took the words out of her mouth. "What is that, sir?" demanded Jen, in a calmer tone. "What does she want to see me about?" asked Jen, coldly. "Am I asked?" demanded Patricia with eager eyes..
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