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Judith followed sedately with her head in the air.,"Of course," returned Griffin, shortly. "She had other reports to make. She usually stays about half an hour, she'll be longer today. Why?","Dying!" cried Patricia, aghast. "Why they said she was better this morning.","Why," said Arkel, fingering his fat chin, "it was raining, as you may remember on that night.",Patricia caught her breath. "I hope he likes the next one," she said anxiously, whereat Griffin chuckled.,"Not much you won't!" cried David. "You're going to have lunch with us—we've only just begun. I want you to meet my sisters. That is, if you haven't any other engagement," and here he snickered, for there was a rumor current in the Prep that Hilton was secretly devoted to some unknown charmer.,"Well, Dido, we shall see. And now--","He is all right for the time being. I have detailed a housemaid as nurse, and she knows what to do. I'll come back again in the morning and see if he has recovered his senses.",Dido saw her thoughts, and hating Maurice as one who scoffed at Obi, she did her best to put evil ideas in the girl's head concerning the young man. But as yet she had failed to sow dissension between the lovers.,"Certainly not," interrupted Arkel, sharply. "I can prove nothing. I am quite puzzled.","Oh, do ask him, David," she urged, taking in the attractive athletic figure with its wholesome self-reliant air. "He looks awfully nice.",The invalid remained silent for a time, then began to speak slowly and with some little difficulty..