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"I wonder if she is in the modeling class?" she said as she caught up with Elinor in the composition room. "I don't suppose there's any such luck as that. She looks too clean——","That's the part that makes up for all the soil and smudge, Ju darling," said Elinor softly. "Paint and charcoal and clay are dirty things, but when they're wielded with the force of an Ideal, they can illuminate the world.",Jen drew back and stared at the young man in angry surprise.,"What!" cried Jen, jumping up, "did Dido accuse your mother of the crime?","It seems too good—after all those years at the boarding schools, and the scrimmage we had when the mortgage was foreclosed—to feel secure at last," said Elinor gratefully. "Everything seems to be heaping up to make us happy.","Him great man!" said Dido, solemnly. "Him berry--berry great!","Because I had one, Dido.","Not yet. Dido," he said, in a cold voice. "It is true that I called to see your mistress; but I wish to speak to you also.","That's the way I usually do," assented Doris evenly. "But I'm going out of town on Saturday, and I have to turn it in before I leave tomorrow night. I'll stay home and work on it in the morning, so I shan't see you perhaps before I go.","Dido--the negress, of Mrs. Dallas!","Battersea!" said David, repeating the name in a puzzled tone. "How did he become possessed of it? Has he anything to do with the crime?",CHAPTER XIV NEW QUARTERS AND OLD FRIENDS.