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"Ask him," repeated Mrs. Dallas.,"Phew! That's great!" cried Patricia, springing lightly to her feet. "It's more like flying than anything else.",Patricia caught the look, and was instantly both astonished and indignant.,Patricia's heart beat hard with the beauty of the woven word and melody, and she gave a little gulp to keep back the tears that sprang so readily.,"No more of that. Dido. You know that I love Maurice; I wish to marry him. Why are you so bitter against him?",They met Doris Leighton coming out of the students' door, and after a few inquiries found that she had just accomplished the same errand that Patricia was bent on. Her study for the prize panel was safely stowed away in the office of the curator.,Mrs. Dallas fell back on the sofa, with a white face. Dido laughed in a guttural fashion, and shrugged her shoulders contemptuously.,"You make me afraid, doctor," she said, impetuously. "Your gaze is disagreeable to me.",The old man's eyes brightened in anticipation of a feast, and he shuffled off round the corner as quickly as his age would allow him. Dido looked after him for a moment, considering the message he had brought from Dr. Etwald, and then began to think of the devil-stick.,Of course this was mere raving on the part of Jen, who had no reason to connect either woman with the crime; but the poor man was beside himself with grief at the loss of Maurice, and hardly knew what he was saying. Being in this frame of mind he was by no means pleased when shortly after the delivery of Mrs. Dallas' message Dido made her appearance with a request for a personal interview.,Miss Jinny laughed, as she shook out a creased skirt, and laid it carefully in the long lower drawer.,"Of course he does," cried Jen, wrathfully..