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Judith was deeply interested with their recital of the whole affair, and grew quite excited in the discussion as to the identity of the leader of the Ghost Dance.,"My dear Maurice, how can you possibly do that, when you refuse to tell my mother of our engagement?","Never mind, my dear lady, you will later on," retorted Jen, with a nod. Then turning to Battersea, he resumed his examination. "You know the negress. Dido, who is in the employment of Mrs. Dallas?" he asked, mildly.,"I know it. She was afraid of me.","Battersea!" cried Jen, thunderstruck. "Did he see the body carried off?","Him great man!" said Dido, solemnly. "Him berry--berry great!","I am a skeptic, also," said David, with a laugh. "And you?","Bless your heart, Infant, you're a martyr to our long tongues!" cried Patricia, jumping up and putting out the light. "Go to sleep now. We won't chirp a single note. Good-night, and happy dreams!",Mrs. Dallas considered.,"Put him down now, Mrs. Molly, and come and say other how-do-you-does," he called softly.,"That's because it is the first real home you've known," said Elinor. "One always feels that way about a home.","Well, you're awfully in luck, however it is," replied the girl. "I'll see you in about fifteen minutes," and she nodded as she moved off, her dark hair gleaming in the mingled lights as she carried her small fine head proudly on her slender neck..