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Doris hesitated, undergoing again that subtle change that Patricia had seen before.,Her eyes swept one wall and then the other, searching for the familiar canvas, but all in vain, until she lifted them to the screen which stood in the center of the room, and where three canvases were hung, Elinor's below the other two.,"Yes; but she did not know what she was doing!",When Patricia came home from the library at half-past five, she was surprised to find Elinor stretched on the couch, with a thick comfortable drawn up to her chin, and her face gray and haggard.,"I like it better than the land of the Amorites and the Hittites," she responded so promptly that the other gaped.,"Ah," cried Jen, "you admit your guilt?","I can't understand you, sir," said Jen, with a sigh. "Whatever your reasons may be, I feel sure that I shall not approve of them.","Say who you think killed Maurice.","You are a prophet of evil, Etwald," said he. "First my poor Maurice, now Miss Dallas.",Patricia underwent a swift change as she lifted her shining eyes to Bruce's laughing face.,"It's not fair, till Elinor comes, too!" she protested hotly. "Wait, they'll be back. I'll call them.",Naskowski nodded a pleased assent, and Patricia sped away..