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Major Jen threw himself into a chair and frowned.,"Take my advice, my dear," grinned Patricia. "You're too good to see through some of those fakes, and this is one instance when my eyes are clearer than yours. It isn't often I can give you points, so do be grateful. Don't let those long-haired boys get a glimpse of it, or it's all up with you.",Patricia broke off laughing at Judith's absolutely unconscious face, as, with fingers once again screwed into her ears and mouth twisted intently, she immersed herself in the dignified oblivion of study.,"You shall have it.",Speedily, however, she recovered herself, and with a dark smile of contempt and pity she was about to deny all, when Jen brought out his last accusation.,"H'm; it's queer! I'll have to think it over. But when the body was taken out of the window, Arkel?","Did you see the Haldens on the train, Frad?" asked Patricia as she and David were talking aside by the studio window while Elinor was welcoming Tom Hughes and Griffin, Margaret Howes and Mr. Spicer, who had all arrived in a bunch, Tom having lagged behind to get a big sheaf of roses for Elinor, whom he admired immensely.,"Can I do so?",Elinor blushed and shook her head.,Judith sat with one stocking in her hand, dreaming, and she awoke with a start.,"I wish I were in the night life," she said resentfully. "I envy you, Norn, being among live people.","There isn't a soul in sight," she announced. "Hustle while the coast's clear. Someone may come back at any moment.".