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"Him, Uncle Jen?",When he vanished round the curve of the drive, Isabella, with a very pale face, turned toward Dido.,"No, we looked for them high and low, but didn't see hide nor hair of them," he answered, ruffing his hair in a way that distressed Patricia, who was very proud of his straight, shining locks.,"Mother, what is it? What does Dido sing?","It's not fair, till Elinor comes, too!" she protested hotly. "Wait, they'll be back. I'll call them.",Judith gulped the last mouthful and flung down her napkin.,Bruce pinched her cheek, with a tolerant laugh.,But Judith was not attending. Her eyes were fixed on the far side of the great station.,"That's because it is the first real home you've known," said Elinor. "One always feels that way about a home.",Counsel for the prosecution accepted the correction of his learned friend, and withdrew the obnoxious word crime--if not altogether, at all events for the time being. He would resume his explanation of the case. Major Jen, the adopted father of the deceased, possessed a barbaric curiosity called by civilized people the devil-stick; by barbarians the wand of sleep. This he had obtained from Ashantee, where it was used to kill people inimical to the king by the injection of poison. There was no need to describe the devil-stick, as it was on the table, and would be shown to the jury. This devil-stick--,"Oh, he couldn't say anything right out," replied Griffin knowingly, "but he made it hot for us, I tell you. Poor old Bottle Green caught it first, for painting before he'd given her permission, and then he jumped on me for not painting. Radford caught it and then he lit on Slovinski for using the Whistler palette, and she just blew up! These Poles aren't like us tame tabbies, you know, and she's full of ginger, for all her sleepy ways. She's terribly high-born, you know, and can't bear anyone to look cross-eyed at her.","By what right do you say that?" demanded Maurice, sharply..