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And it was well I did come to save Ruth Clinton from a dancing death, for she is as light as a feather and sails on the air like thistle-down. I felt sorry for Tom, for when he was with me he could see her, and when he was with her I pouted at him, even over Judge Wade's arm. I verily believe it was from being really jealous that he asked little Pet Buford to dance with him—by mistake as it were.,"Hush, he's coming," warned Patricia, turning pale in spite of her brave words. "Listen, he has begun.","I don't think so," said he, with conviction. "Why should he kill Maurice?","The thief and the murderer!",CHAPTER XI THE LITTLE RIFT,"'We!'" echoed Patricia. "You mean how you get along. I shan't count at all. I may have to give up when I actually get at it." Then with a swift change of spirit she added: "All the same, if I couldn't do better than some of those smudgy celebrities in the modeling room were doing, I'd feel pretty sorry for myself. Such forlorn, lop-sided caricatures of human beings I never saw. I don't see how they can do them.",An expression of surprise appeared on the pale face of the younger man.,"You have certainly made out a strong case against this man," said Meg, after a pause, "but it is all theory. Your proofs?","Yes, last night, and to-day he sent a note asking if I would ride over and see him this afternoon. I did so, and he then explained that he wished to buy that thing.","And poor!" finished Etwald.,"Just a case of permanent glooms, if you ask me," replied Griffin airily. "She loves melancholy, though she is an awfully good sort, too. She gets on my nerves, though, she's so brittle.","Not a bit," answered Dr. John in his big comforting voice..