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"Yes, Dido is wrong," he said. "I always thought that black witch was at the bottom of everything. I am sure of it now.","No. He picked it up in the bedroom.",Elinor blushed and shook her head.,"Mercy! Are we so late?" exclaimed Elinor, remorsefully. "Hurry, Judith. Don't wait for me. I'll catch up to you before you get to the corner.",Patricia was tremendously interested and it was with the greatest regret that she heard the whistle of the up-train, while the tangle of the sycamore was still undisturbed in the roadway.,"I think it is the best thing you can do," said Jen, brusquely. "By the way, what has become of Dido?","What'll I tell her, if I do?" demanded Patricia indignantly. "I haven't any idea what you want to telegraph?","Both and more too," laughed Patricia. "We've got a surprise for you, Norn, but we won't tell till we've had lunch; will we, Ju?",I went.,"What! Have you spoken to her?","As to that," he said, "we are by no means certain that they are the same.","And a fresh suit is advisable, too," added Bruce. "I don't want my duds to come a week later, as they did in Milwaukee. I'll make sure this time.".