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Harken to our even-song,,Patricia, who denounced recklessness in others, flew to meet him with loud reproaches, regardless of the thronging crowd of undergraduates that were nimbly springing off after him.,"Initiation's over!" shouted someone in a voice of authority, and suddenly the candle-lights vanished into a tumultuous darkness, while there was a confusion of scurrying noises that made Patricia's head swim for a moment.,"Not a bit," answered Dr. John in his big comforting voice.,David stared sullenly at the ground, but in a moment or two he lifted his head in a defiant manner.,But Elinor, far from showing rancor, shook the bony hands and kissed the sunken cheeks with as good grace as though she were receiving her dearest friends. She even made some little speech to each, though Patricia was too far away to catch more than a word or two.,"Dido?","That word again!" cried Maurice, in a puzzled voice. "Dido used it when we met Etwald; she repeated it to me before I left. Voodoo! Voodoo! What does it mean, Uncle Jen?","No," said the negress. But while her tongue uttered the denial, her eyes rolled uneasily around the lawn, as though dreading some invisible presence. "No, missy. Dido a great one, you know. She no 'fraid ob dat doctor; but him big man, missy; you marry him.","What is the initiation itself?" asked Elinor, as the girl turned away.,"What is that, sir?" demanded Jen, in a calmer tone.,"They do look a bit queer," admitted Elinor, reluctantly. "Perhaps when you've worked on them more——".