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Patricia gazed approvingly at the dim, shadowy study of graceful figures grouped in attentive attitudes about a reader in a landscape of suggested loveliness that spoke to any observer with delicate symbolism. "But," insisted Elinor, "we haven't anything——" "I don't think so," replied Etwald, dryly. "I saw her do it. So did David.".
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"Oh, I hope it happens next summer, when we're home!" she cried. "I've always been perfectly crazy to know an engaged couple and I never have—except Mr. Bingham and Miss Auborn, and they weren't so very interesting anyway." Patricia shook her head. "She's with Griffin and Bottle Green," she answered under her breath. "What do you want her for?" David, who was watching him, felt an instinctive feeling that Etwald was telling a lie. He saw that the man could hardly keep his seat for his eagerness to examine and handle the strange weapon. However, he said nothing, but watched and watched, when Maurice made a remark about the stick. Elinor glanced about at the circle of laughing, friendly faces and her eyes shone..
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