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"I wonder what keeps Elinor? She's awfully late," complained Judith, shifting on one foot. "Let's go in and have lunch without her.",I was a poor, little, lonely chick with frivolous tendencies, and they all clucked me over into this Carter nest, which they considered well-feathered for me. It gave them all a sensation when they found out from the will just how well it was feathered. And it gave me one too. All that money would make me nervous if Mr. Carter hadn't made Dr. John its guardian, though I sometimes feel that the responsibility of me makes him treat me as if he were my step-grandfather-in-law. But all in all, though stiff in its manners, Hillsboro is lovely and loving; and couldn't inquisitiveness be called just real affection with a kind of turn in its eye?,"Your mind seems to run on the mother, David," said Jen, looking again at Sarby with keen inquisitiveness. "Can you prove by any chance that she committed the crime?","I reckon most of the nippiness in this tale is Nero's work—not mine," she said, smoothing the long folds of gray lansdown into shape with absent fingers. "You see, it was this way. Old Miss Fell, who lives in that big red brick house——","Not at all," rejoined Jen, coldly. "I can understand her reason for telling the lie. She wanted to shield--","Dr. Etwald! Do you think he has anything to do with it?" queried Jen, perplexed and a trifled startled.,"What does it matter if we do miss the train?" she insisted. "We can take the early one in the morning. We'll be home almost as soon.",CHAPTER XVII. THE STORY OF THE NIGHT.,"I did not find it at all," rejoined the major, gloomily; "Lady Meg brought it to me.",Judith merely smiled her superior smile. "I know more about Miss Doris Leighton than you think," she said, nonchalantly. "Her little sister is in my class at school, and I just got acquainted with her yesterday.","What!" cried Jen, jumping up, "did Dido accuse your mother of the crime?","And also loved by Mr. Sarby," said the doctor, coolly..