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"Mother!" cried Isabella, with a pale face.,"Yis. It ole Dido," she said. "But ole Dido not lost. Dat great massa, he look after ole Dido.","Three pounds of candy for the modeling and composition class, four for the head and illustration class, and five for the life," was the prompt response.,"Tom!" I gasped.,"A traitor?" echoed David, with a flush rising in his pale cheeks.,"So I understand; but did Dr. Etwald bring it to the house with him?","Is it?" exclaimed Patricia, equally startled. "I didn't know it was. Mr. Spicer said it himself yesterday when he was talking to me in the print room, and I was telling him about your poor basket and saving bank, and all that. I'm awfully sorry, Miss Jinny.",She followed them into the dressing room with her eyes busy but without a single word, and it was not until they had taken her through the various class rooms, deserted at this noon hour, and were on their way down to the lunch room that she found speech.,"Oh, Bruce, the sycamore you painted is gone!" called Patricia, not turning. "Come and see!",I'll never forget my first real party. I was bridesmaid for Caroline Evans, when she married a Birmingham magnate, from which Hillsboro has never yet recovered. It was the week before the wedding. I was sixteen, felt dreadfully unclothed without a tucker in my dress, and saw Alfred for the first time in evening clothes—his first. I can hardly stand thinking about how he looked even now. I haven't been to very many parties in my life, but from this time on I mean to indulge in them often. Candle-light, pretty women's frocks, black coat sleeves, cut glass and flowers are good ingredients for a joy-drink, and why not?,"Yes; I can see that. Uncle Jen, and it is for that reason I want to marry Isabella, and take her away before her mind is degraded further by that old fury.","The spell seems to know more about me than I do myself," said she, contemptuously. "I don't believe in your spells, Dido. I know from Maurice that they are nonsense!".