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Patricia gave the stool a whirl, staring discontentedly at the afflicting group.,Arkel looked up sharply.,It was Elinor's turn to raise misty eyes to the Messenger of the Ideal, and, like Judith, she was silent, busy with this thought.,"Well, why not you and Alfred come along and make it a family party, if that is what suits Bill, the boss?","Mother!" cried Isabella, with a pale face.,"I wish this were the night for night life," said Patricia fervently. "I'd stay and watch you begin——","Precisely. As you know the body was stolen before the post-mortem examination could be made. Why was this? Does not your own reason find an answer to that question?","Yes. I--I--I do love Miss Dallas.","They stole the body?","Delightful indeed! But Alfred Bennett is a man of sense not to marry any of the string of women who I suppose are running after him!" she said. Miss Clinton looked at her in a mild kind of wonder, but she went on hacking Mr. Johnson's coat-sleeve with the needle without noticing the glance at all.,Judith merely smiled her superior smile. "I know more about Miss Doris Leighton than you think," she said, nonchalantly. "Her little sister is in my class at school, and I just got acquainted with her yesterday.","I guess what you mean--Miss Dallas.".