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So thinks Mona, and goes steadily on to the library, dreading nothing, and inexpressibly cheered by the thought that gloom at least does not await her there.,They found him seated on a stool, fondling the big grey-blue cat. He placed the cat gently down as they entered.,"Be careful, Billy. Don't touch him!" warned Hinter, but he spoke too late. Billy had bent and laid his hand gently on the dog's quivering back. The low growl died in the animal's throat. Slowly his heavy muzzle was lifted until his nose touched Billy's cheek. Then his long flail-like tail began to wag.,He raised his face at sound of the boy's step. "Ho, Billy!" he called cheerfully. "Is it you?","No, you wouldn't," said Elinor, promptly. "They don't allow other people in the life-class rooms. You'd have to go home and see that Judith was all right. We can't leave her too much to her own devices, even if she is the best little thing in the world.","Two greys and a mallard," Billy answered over his shoulder. "Could'a killed more, but what's the use. They wouldn't keep; weather's too warm.",and light breaks through shutter and curtain, and objects pale and ghostly at first soon grow large and intimate.,“The Greasers making a stand, I reckon,” was Ted Hoyt’s comment. “Probably a regular battle.”,CHAPTER XVII FAREWELL TO THE STUDIO,"We'll find out tomorrow night," said Patricia, readily. "And now that the costumes are all done, tomorrow night can't come too soon for me.",O'Dule transferred the potatoes from the frying pan to a cracked plate. He sat down at the table and ate his supper without so much as another word. The boys watched him, fear in their hearts that the eccentric old Irishman would refuse their request.,The idea lodged in Patricia's fertile brain was not so easily routed out..