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"My poor uncle," he said in a low voice. "I cannot tell you what I feel. Etwald telegraphed to me the first thing in the morning, and I came down by the earliest train there was. Poor Maurice!--and we parted in anger.","David!" ejaculated Maurice, in an astonished tone. "You wish Isabella to marry him?",Patricia shut her door with a snap and turned to her sister with a glowing face, sweeping her stray tendrils back with an eager gesture.,"Assuredly," replied Etwald, fixing a piercing glance on the young man. "Do you refuse?",Patricia gave a gasp. "But he wore a turban and great whiskers!" she said, impulsively. "How in the world could you stand that?","Where is Mr. Sarby?",CHAPTER XXIII. THE RESULT OF THE TRIAL.,"You go to ruin us," wept Mrs. Dallas.,I don't know how I managed to answer Mrs. Johnson's call from my front gate, but I sometimes think that women have a torture-proof clause in their constitutions.,"No more of that. Dido. You know that I love Maurice; I wish to marry him. Why are you so bitter against him?","We're going to see the decoration—the one Elinor made for the church, you know," said Patricia to Miriam as they left the festive, disheveled sitting-room to the rejuvenating hands of Hannah Ann and Henry, and went with the chatting crowd into the big studio again. "Bruce wouldn't have the luncheon in here because we couldn't get a good view of it if the place was cluttered up with tables and things. He's fearfully proud of it. He says it's as good as lots of regular artists could do.","De debble-stick! Whar is it?".