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David stared sullenly at the ground, but in a moment or two he lifted his head in a defiant manner.,First—no husband. That's out of the question! I'm not strong-minded enough to crank my own motor-car and study woman's suffrage. I like men, can't help it, and seem to need one for my own.,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.,Patricia shivered with excited anticipation as they closed the heavy outer door of the Academy after them.,"When you lighted the lamp it was eight o'clock?",Patricia looked inquiringly at him.,"H'm! This is all building on sand," said Jen, doubtfully. "Even to drug him, these men must have entered by the window.",Patricia thought Doris Leighton looked pale as she stood up on the model stand to read the nonsense verse that was on her candy bag, but her loveliness wrought the same spell on the others as it always had, and they listened to her silvery voice in appreciative silence, and applauded her warmly at the end.,"Can't be certain, of course, but I have my doubts," replied Griffin, in the same pitch. "I think that I recognized the silvery tones of a fair one who is not too far away from us," and she glanced significantly across the table to where Doris Leighton sat with the candle-light shining in her bright hair and a little smile curving her pink lips.,"That is beyond my powers.","Then who did?","Upon my soul!" cried the sultana of the inflammable name. "You're a corker! Do you mean to say, Miss Pat, that this buccaneer is the lady from the rural districts you were spouting about?".