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The girl, who was unknown to them both, addressed them impartially.,Billy held out the pan to his chum and waited until Maurice had filled his pockets. Then he asked: "Where's she gone?",Isabella looked calmly at them both.,“Thanks, fellows, thanks,” laughed the Chief. “It will be fine for all of us. But that’s enough of my news—what have you chaps been up to? Been bored?”,"Is that so?" said Bruce, with great concern. "I'm sorry to hear that. I tell you what, Judy, we'll form a partnership, you and I, and we'll see to it that they behave themselves better in the future. They've proved that they can't take proper care of themselves, so we'll have to play guardian angels.","And you, too," he whispered. "With all this, I have you, too.","How in the world could you answer her so pat?" she asked, twinkling at Judith's superior air.,"What de doctor say?" asked Dido, in a low-voiced whisper.,CHAPTER II U. S. R. S.,"I'm busy, Griffin," she began, and then broke off as she saw the girls. "Oh, here you are," she said to Elinor. "I was looking for you in the modeling room.",Captain Acton and the Admiral walked a few hundred paces in silence, each lost in thought. Very abruptly the Admiral stopped, obliging his companion to halt.,"And for a very good reason, by George," cried Maddoc. "How could it be found when it lay safely locked in a deposit box in my vault?".