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Patricia's eyes were too blurred with happy tears to see very clearly, but she made out Elinor's figure bowing over the same purse that Doris Leighton had received ten short days ago, and she whispered to herself joyously, "Dear old Norn, they've more than paid up for all the horridness now, haven't they? And you deserve it all, too.",When the last verse had been read and the laughter died down, Griffin raised her voice again.,I'm glad that poor Mr. Carter was so stern with me about pads in my hair, now that they are out of fashion, for I've got lots of my own left in consequence of not wearing other people's. It clings and coils to my head just anyhow, so that it looks as if I had spent an hour on it. That made me able to be ready to go down to Tom in only ten minutes over the time he gave me.,The lips that Patricia had designated as "nice and crinkly" widened in a bright smile that held no hint of hauteur.,Patricia gave a gasp of comprehension. "That's what made you so grimy that day Mrs. Halden came in for tea!" she exclaimed.,"Now you've done it!" cried Judith in distress. "She knows all about it, and I meant it for a surprise! Oh dear!",Frequently the young barrister and the soldier came to visit their guardian, for whom they both cherished a deep affection. On the occasion of each visit Jen was accustomed to celebrate their presence by a small festival, to which he would ask two or three friends. With simple craft, the old man would invite also pretty girls, with their mothers; in the hope that his lads might be lured into matrimony.,"Mr. Sarby.",Elinor was breathing fast as she swept the corridor with anxious glance.,"Yes, but I was wrong; I made a mistake.",What brought me to consciousness was his fumbling with the lace on that blue muslin relict of a sentiment. The lace had got caught on his sleeve buttons.,"When will the prizes be announced?" she asked breathlessly, as the door clicked in its lock. "Shall we have to wait long?".