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"Elinor didn't wait for us," she began gayly, "and I'm not——","I declare, if it isn't half-past ten!" she exclaimed, as she snapped the blue enameled lid of her little watch. "My little girl ought to have been in bed an hour ago.","But the Voodoo stone?" said Jen, wondering what she meant.,"It is because that black woman distrusts me that you object," he said, when Mrs. Dallas had talked herself hoarse. "I wonder that an English lady, a Christian and an educated person should be dominated by that uncivilized creature.","Well, from all my long experience, Molly," she said as she seated herself and began to hem a tea-cloth with long steady stabs, "husbands are just like sticks of candy in different jars. They may look a little different, but they all taste alike, and you soon get tired of them. In two months you won't know the difference in being married to Alfred Bennett and Mr. Carter, and you'll have to go on living with him maybe fifty years. Luck doesn't strike twice in the same place, and you can't count on losing two husbands. Alfred's father was Mr. Johnson's first cousin and had more crotchets and worse. He had silent spells that lasted a week, and altogether gave his family a bad time of it. Alfred looks very much like him.","Didn't think you had to be asked," came from the crowd in a laughing voice.,Patricia gave her arm a quick squeeze. "If we weren't on a public platform, I'd kiss you for that, Elinor Kendall," she said, ardently. "You make things so comfortable for me.","It's clean, anyway, Miss Pat," said Elinor, whose practiced eyes had been busy. "It looks soiled because the table-tops are old marble and the floor is mottled cement, but it is really clean, though I can't honestly say it is attractive on first sight.",Elinor told her that Bruce was in Italy, getting his studies for the Français Society's panel of early Italian history.,"Gone! gone!" moaned Isabella, rising. "Oh, my dear, dead lover.","You go to ruin us," wept Mrs. Dallas.,"It's the best ever," she declared. "I'll 'wagger,' as Hannah Ann says, that you lift the medal.".