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"Why, what about David?","Where is Dr. Etwald?" demanded the major, anxiously.,The first half hour seemed longer than any that Patricia had spent in the modeling room. The students straggled in at various times, and when the gong rang there were still several of the usual number who had not appeared. Naskowski, as the class broke up for the brief interval, found chance to whisper a suggestion that she postpone it till the next rest, and Patricia eagerly agreed.,"Swear," said he, "that you will not marry Isabella Dallas until you have discovered and punished the murderer of Maurice.","Yes, yes. You are right!" said Jen, in a bewildered tone. "Still, I cannot believe that Isabella killed Maurice. She loved him dearly, and had no reason to murder him.","Yah!" cried Battersea, derisively. "You're out of it. My mother white; but my father--" here he hesitated, and then resumed: "Yes, you're right. Dido; my father was a negro! A Seedee boy, who was a fireman on a P. and O. liner.",Elinor gave a hasty assent, but Patricia was ardent.,Doris hesitated, undergoing again that subtle change that Patricia had seen before.,"I can guess what she said," interrupted Jen, hastily. "No more of this till after dinner, my dear lad. Then I'll explain all.",Patricia occupied herself getting her tools from the convenient shelf on her own locker, hoping that the talk was not to end there.,"The song it is," cried Griffin, stepping on a chair and beginning to beat time with a big paint-brush. "Now then, all together, my children. Warble!","We must question your servant," said Arkel, having noted the major's answers in his pocket-book. "He was stunned, I believe?".