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Dido opened her clenched fist. The Voodoo stone lay in the palm of her hand. "H'm, we see, missy, we see," said Dido, darkly. "But why you marry dis man I no like?" Patricia and Elinor exchanged a swift glance..
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She pushed her bulky package carefully across the curator's counter, with an eager request that it be tenderly treated, and that official reassured her as to its entire safety by placing it at once in the locked ante-room where the modeling competition studies were stored. "Not yet. Dido," he said, in a cold voice. "It is true that I called to see your mistress; but I wish to speak to you also." "The way that girl has managed to wake up this little old town is a marvel," he continued enthusiastically. "Let's don't let the folks know that they are off until I get everybody in a full swing of buzz over my queen." I had never seen Tom so enthusiastic over a girl before, and I didn't like it. But I decided not to let him know that, but to get to work putting out the Clinton blaze in him and starting one on my own account. "Pooh, I shan't mind how criss-cross he is," declared Patricia valiantly. "I'm only the rankest greenhorn, anyway. He can't expect me to be a Rodin.".
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