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Judith shrugged uneasily. "The watchers of the dead!" echoed Mrs. Dallas, with a start. "Dead!" wailed Isabella, catching at the word, "Maurice dead!".
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"What is your name?" she asked, in a high, squeaking voice that Patricia failed to recognize. "I know that Mrs. Dallas is on your side, and I know the reason." On the large revolving model stand in the center sat a dark, slender Russian-looking young man, indifferent to the group that with their tall-wheeled stands were circled about him. He sat with his narrow blue eyes sleepily fixed on the wall, regardless alike of the sturdy smocked men and slender boys in full blue-paint jackets, as of the equally silent and clayey girls and women that scrutinized him with earnestly squinting eyelids. The only creature in the room that seemed to evoke the slightest responsive flicker of intelligence was the black-robed, gray-aproned, redundant figure of the monitor. "Come along upstairs with me!" cried the sultana, excitedly, hooking her arm in that of the embroidered jacket. "You're too good to waste! I need you in my business.".
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