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"The devil-stick!" gasped Jen, pointing a shaking finger at the wall. "The devil-stick!","Your mother," he muttered, hardly believing the evidence of his own senses. "Your mother stole the devil-stick?","That black devil, Dido, sir," replied Jaggard, faintly.,"Didn't think you had to be asked," came from the crowd in a laughing voice.,David gave an answering squeeze that brought the tears to her eyes, as he whispered in return, "That's all right, old lady. Don't you fret about me.","Judith, my child, there's something up, and you'd better confess at once," she said gravely. "No one will hear you now while we're getting our places. What is it you're plotting?","You'll know everything to-morrow.',"Against Mrs. Dallas?","I promise you," said Jen again. "Please go. Miss Dallas. There is no time to be lost, and you must not be found here.","Oh, I don't know," replied Patricia easily. "She's kind, anyway. I think if she were thin, people wouldn't find her half bad. Fat people never seem quite as human as the rest of us.",Mrs. Shelly went on with her knitting, but Patricia, who was mending a long rent in her best blouse, looked up with eager interest.,"I didn't ring," she explained, standing on the little blue rug by the umbrella stand, and jabbing her dripping umbrella into the stand. "The hall door was open and I came right in." She hesitated, and then rushed on, directing most of her speech to Elinor. "Geraldine Leighton is dying, they say, and I thought we might each send a little note to Doris—she's awfully alone, now that Mrs. Leighton is ill, you know. It mightn't help her much, but it would show her that we——".