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"Shall we go on or wait for him here?" asked Isabella in a whisper.,"What is the matter?" asked Lady Meg, as she saw the major's face grow dark with his thought. "Is anything wrong?","It's that air of real hard study that makes it so good," said Elinor, twirling the stool to catch every view of the figure. "I don't know how you managed to get it so well.",Miss Jinny rose abruptly, and putting away her things, began preparations for tea.,"Two words. The devil-stick!","None in the world. Yet she certainly took his life.",Mrs. Dallas looked uneasily at her medical attendant.,The taxi stopped with a bump at the curb and Patricia sprang out, paid the man and joined Miss Jinny on the sidewalk before the door had opened to admit the little worn trunk that the driver shouldered with such ease.,"I think so, major--for half-an-hour, at least!","I never follow any one's example, major," he said, dryly. "It is always my custom to act independently.","You are wrong. I had one, and it was stolen by--","Y—yes," responded Patricia dubiously. "But I'll never be an artist. I sort of felt that long ago, but now I'm dead certain of it, and it seems like a sham to haul out that effort in the face of Elinor's splendid work.".