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"I say deep things which you no understan'. Look at ole Dido, you white man.","Concerning the theft of the body?" asked Jen, eagerly.,"Well, I declare, if you ain't just the same," said Miss Jinny, as Patricia piloted her through the crowds to the cab-stand.,Mrs. Dallas, closing her eyes, continued rocking herself to and fro, saying but one word in answer.,"Well, from all my long experience, Molly," she said as she seated herself and began to hem a tea-cloth with long steady stabs, "husbands are just like sticks of candy in different jars. They may look a little different, but they all taste alike, and you soon get tired of them. In two months you won't know the difference in being married to Alfred Bennett and Mr. Carter, and you'll have to go on living with him maybe fifty years. Luck doesn't strike twice in the same place, and you can't count on losing two husbands. Alfred's father was Mr. Johnson's first cousin and had more crotchets and worse. He had silent spells that lasted a week, and altogether gave his family a bad time of it. Alfred looks very much like him.",Patricia smiled to herself at the effect of her ruse. "All right. I'll be good," she promised. "Now, to come down to earth again—where are we going to feed? I wish we could find the lunch room. It would be such fun to look our future classmates over while we browse.","You have no proof of that.","I came down here to escape Dido," explained Isabella, slipping her hand within his. "You don't like her to be with us.","Time for bed, mama dear," she said clearly. "I've got your ginger tea ready for you, and I guess it's the last you'll want this year." In a lower tone she explained to the others: "Just brewed it to make her feel more at home, you know. She doesn't need it in this fiery furnace of a place.","I studied with Bruce Haydon last summer," she said. "He got me in here.","And what did you do?" asked Jen, much interested in this strange history.,The idea lodged in Patricia's fertile brain was not so easily routed out..