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"Ah," said Etwald, as complacently as ever, "I thought I should find you here, major, but I hardly expected to see Mrs. Dallas.",Leaf VI. Conflagration.,After casting a martyr-like glance of reproach at her, as she worked on, all unconscious of the mental agony she was inflicting, Miss Green cleared her throat slushily, and in the most subdued tone possible addressed Patricia.,I'm glad that poor Mr. Carter was so stern with me about pads in my hair, now that they are out of fashion, for I've got lots of my own left in consequence of not wearing other people's. It clings and coils to my head just anyhow, so that it looks as if I had spent an hour on it. That made me able to be ready to go down to Tom in only ten minutes over the time he gave me.,Most parties are just bunches of selfish people who go off in the corners and have good times all by themselves; but in Hillsboro it is not that way. Everybody that is not invited helps the hostess get ready and have nice things for the others, and sometimes I think they really have the best time of all.,The girls had been talking of the initiation and the part that Elinor had played.,A tall, good-looking man in tweeds was shaking hands heartily with Hannah Ann, while an esthetically dressed, rather languid young lady in pastel green was trying to introduce a pretty, smiling blond girl in black furs whom Patricia easily recognized as the original of the photograph that had stood on Mr. Lindley's desk at Greycroft, and the Haldens were explaining how they heard that the Lindleys were in town and so had come in on an earlier train specially to capture them for the house-breaking.,The words cut the air with an incisive clearness that left no shadow of a doubt, though Patricia could scarcely credit her own ears.,"And does Mrs. Dallas believe that rubbish?" asked Maurice, incredulously.,"You are looking at that thing, Maurice?" said he, wonderingly. "Now that is strange.","Phew! That's great!" cried Patricia, springing lightly to her feet. "It's more like flying than anything else.","What is that, sir?" demanded Jen, in a calmer tone..