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"What are you saying, Dido?" asked Battersea, his feeble intellect scared by the fierce gestures and the unknown tongue. "It couldn't be Griffin," said Patricia earnestly. "She was too disgusted with it." Griffin was just ending the sentence that had hurried the fleeting pictures through her mind when Patricia slipped away unnoticed into the hall, where she flung on a cape and soft hat of Judith's and softly let herself out..
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