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Patricia caught the look, and was instantly both astonished and indignant.,At this moment Major Jen, looking slightly worried, entered the room, and seeing the devil-stick in the hand of Maurice, he stopped short with an ejaculation of surprise.,The negress started and threw up her hands in surprise.,"What do you mean by that jargon?" he demanded, in angry tones.,The major guessed that she meant that African witchcraft would avert disaster from Etwald, and at once flung the word back in her face.,"Really! Any particular friends?",CHAPTER VIII SMOOTH WATERS,"Uncle Jen, I want to ask you something.",Patricia drew in her breath with a gasp. She put her hand on the knob of the door and noiselessly turned it.,Suddenly a match flared and the twinkling tip of light grew at a candle end and she saw a ghostly figure, its white hand busy with the candle wick and its hollow, black eyes fixed on the tiny growing flame. Instantly other matches flickered and more candles glimmered in ghostly fingers, until the room was flashing with tiny points of light, while the masses of heavy shadow trembled and surged about an array of white-clad, mysterious, skull-faced figures that slowly formed in line and, two by two, moved to the center of the room, chanting a low, monotonous song as they walked in solemn procession.,Patricia, abashed by being thus publicly admonished, murmured something about its being only the first dance, and not knowing many people, but Miss Jinny cut her short.,"And we are going?" she demanded breathlessly. "Oh, say that we are going, Elinor!".