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"Why, of course," interrupted Isabella again. "Don't you remember. Dido, you were asked if you had taken it?","H'm; it's queer! I'll have to think it over. But when the body was taken out of the window, Arkel?","Paralysis?" suggested David, in a jesting manner, but with some seriousness.,Patricia was introduced, and Margaret Howes, with promises to meet them later, went off finally, and Patricia and Elinor set to work to dispose of their neglected lunch, enjoying their own comments on the assembled groups more than they did the cakes and fruit.,"You have good custom today, François," he said with a gesture toward the chattering groups at the other tables.,"Don't make a show of me, Miss Pat," she commanded reproachfully. "It isn't correct to show that you are so delighted.","Wise Judy," commended Patricia. "You've discovered half the secret. But here's Elinor, like patience on a monument, with David's letter in her lily-white paw. What does he say, Norn? Is he coming to town this month as he promised? Does he like Prep as well as he did——","Don't go away, Miss Dallas," he said, entreatingly. "I have something to say to your mother which concerns you.","What!" cried Jen, jumping up, "did Dido accuse your mother of the crime?",The first breath of spring was in the air, softening the chill of the crowded streets with warming sunshine and a hint of the coming miracle of the yearly resurrection. The shops were filled with the crisp, fresh-tinted goods of the nearing season, and here and there among the smartly dressed women was a modish straw hat brightening the winter furs and velvets. Patricia's cup was full and running over. She had no need for speech with Elinor, but she kept giving her hands quick little squeezes in her muff, while now and again they exchanged swift telegraphic glances of appreciation.,"Why, of course," interrupted Isabella again. "Don't you remember. Dido, you were asked if you had taken it?","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.".