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"Mean!" cried Jen, in a tone of conviction. "Why! that Etwald is mixed up in this business also!" He pushed a way for them to the group which surrounded the flushed and gracious recipient of the Roberts prize, and before Patricia quite realized how he did it, he had them ensconced with Elinor in a cozy corner of the print room, and had heard the whole story of the stolen design. "A poison-wand!" echoed Etwald, a sudden light showing in his cold eyes. "I never heard of such a thing.".
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"Where are you going, Kendall?" asked Mr. Hilton as they pushed back their chairs, and stood waiting for the last button on Judith's glove to come to terms. "If you haven't settled on anything special, I'd like to have you all see the new play with me. It's said to be the finest thing in America, and I'm sure your sisters would enjoy it." The relish with which Judith pronounced these ominous words made Elinor smile, but Patricia felt only aggravation at what she considered airs on Judith's part. "I am sorry Mrs. Dallas said that," he remarked, when Maurice paused in his narrative. "I hope he doesn't," said Patricia, warmly. "For then you'll have to stay longer with us. And we're going to have such a good time!".
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