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When Elinor and Patricia were alone, Patricia opened the subject that had been occupying her thought for the last few minutes. "I didn't dream those uproarious creatures could be so serious. I wonder where they got that song," she said to herself as she slipped unnoticed out into the twilight of the corridor. CHAPTER VII. THE RIVALS..
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Doris sank back to her place and Patricia turned her attention to the laughable parodies and excellent dances and necromancy that filled the first half of the program. It was all hugely diverting, and she laughed and applauded with the rest, but all the while at the back of her mind there was a little uneasiness, a sense of insecurity and disillusionment that flavored all the gayety with its fleeting bitterness. She was uneasy till she had found Elinor and in the telling of the insignificant incident had regained enough confidence to laugh at her foolish disquiet. The major looked fixedly at the man. "Egad, you are right. Then you think that someone must have been concealed in the room, and sprung out from hiding to drug Jaggard." "I know, I know--the devil-stick perfume.".
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