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Judith twined her arms about her and kissed her fondly.,"Doesn't Greeny make you a bit weary?" she asked, as she slipped over beside Patricia as the gong was about to sound. "She's so drearily ornate.","Oh," said Sarby, ironically; "and out of jealousy he stole the body?","Never mind at present," said Jen, evasively. "I'll tell you that later on. In the meantime, let me state the case. Maurice was killed on the high road by means, as I verily believe, of the devil-stick. You know about that, of course.","Pooh, that's as easy as rolling off a log," she said, with a toss of her turban. "If you'd added acetylene and alcohol you'd made it a bit longer.",She never finished what she was about to say, for at that moment Dido stretched out one arm, and uttered one name, "Batt'sea!",Lights were flashing everywhere, and everywhere silks and jewels shimmered in oriental profusion, striking the eye with a bewildering medley of color.,She came back in a moment, triumphant.,"By the evidence of the tramp Battersea.","Well," said Jen, with a shrug, "you are old enough to guide your own actions. But I must say that I don't like to be shut out of the confidence of my two boys in this way.",CHAPTER XII JUDITH'S DISCOVERY,Elinor smiled and pulled Patricia down beside her on the stool..