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"And what did you do?" asked Jen, much interested in this strange history.,"What do you think of the artists now?" asked Patricia, leaning back in the carriage as they were being whirled homeward. "Are they such serious people as you thought them, Norn?","You must have had a thought wave, Miss Patricia," said Tom Hughes. "The unexpected friend is here all right.","Stuff!" said Patricia disgustedly. "You and I needn't brag yet a while, Judy. Elinor's the only one that's got a ghost of a showing. You've a long lane to run before you can even be considered, and I'm just common, every-day stuff like everyone else. This is just a flyer I'm taking in the company of my betters," and she gave a whimsical glance at Elinor with the insight that was occasionally hers in brief glimpses. "I can't fly far, I warn you, but it's simply ripping while I'm on the wing!","O—oh," responded the girl, her face suddenly alight. "That is splendid. You know he's the most severe critic we have, but we all adore his work." Then she added as an afterthought: "He's tremendously popular with the men. He studied here, you know.","That gives me the creeps," she remonstrated. "I don't like it. It sounds like funerals and ghosts——",CHAPTER XVII. THE STORY OF THE NIGHT.,"I have an excellent excuse," interrupted David, rising.,"No, with regard to the murder.",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.,"I am certain of it," replied Maurice. "He employed Dido to steal it from you, as you refused to sell it. Listen, uncle, and I'll give you my reasons for this belief," and then Maurice told succinctly all that had taken place at The Wigwam during the afternoon.,"I'm a horrid pig to forget," she whispered contritely. "Don't be cross, Frad dear; you know how sorry I am.".