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"What a pack of mail," said Judith.,"Tell her to make a hack at it anyway," urged Margaret Howes earnestly. "Originality is the thing that counts, and she's got as good a chance as any of us there.","I remember his coming. Go on, please.","So that was what you were up to?" she said. "I knew you had something on your mind, Judy Kendall, you crafty, clever thing. How perfectly glorious to think you're really in print!",She broke off suddenly, smiling a wistful smile at the two others.,Without another word he left the room. His last glance showed that Dido had gathered her sobbing mistress in her arms, and was staring after him in a defiant manner. At the front door Jen heard his name called softly, and Isabella, with a rich color in her usually pale cheeks, came flying after him.,CHAPTER XIX. FURTHER EVIDENCE.,"See how the sunset catches on the big cross on the tower!" said Patricia softly. "It's the only thing up there in the sky that answers the sun's signaling.","Because the man has some power over her. What that power may be, I know no more than you do. Although," added Jen, with an afterthought, "you may be able to explain.","What'll I tell her, if I do?" demanded Patricia indignantly. "I haven't any idea what you want to telegraph?",There are lots of questions I'm going to ask Alfred after I'm married to him.,"Is Miss Green still in the Committee room?" asked Patricia suddenly..