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"Yes; he is in love with you.",Patricia shivered with excited anticipation as they closed the heavy outer door of the Academy after them.,"Tom Hughes is an awfully nice boy," she said, slipping a hand into Judith's and Elinor's arm, as they paced the platform, waiting for Miss Jinny's train. "But for pure, sheer adorableness, give me Mr. Hilton, every time. Don't you think he's a perfect duck, Elinor?","What I say, Mr. Alymer! You--admire Miss Dallas?",Patricia had barely clicked the bolts in the glass upper doors and heard the heavy clash of the wooden contact as Bruce slid the great leaves of the big door into place, when with a swish and sweep the storm broke.,"A poison-wand!" echoed Etwald, a sudden light showing in his cold eyes. "I never heard of such a thing.",I am five feet three inches tall or short, whichever way one looks at me. I thought I was taller, but I suppose I shall have to believe my own yardstick.,Leaf IV.,"Well; no, major. I presume it is in connection with the case.","You are sure of that?" demanded Jen, anxiously.,"Mine also, major. Yet you don't suspect me of the deed.",The negress glared savagely at him..