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"I remember his coming. Go on, please.",Major Jen threw himself into a chair and frowned.,"No," said Lady Meg, speaking for the first time, "because I did not know if you had come by it honestly.",Comrades of the hooting owl,,"Don't tell me," she said abruptly. "You ought to be dancing instead of wasting your time on old ladies like me." Here there was a burst of mirth at the incongruity of the words with Miss Jinny's ferocious masculine aspect, but she silenced it with a wave of her hookah stem. "Let me introduce the Second Calendar, who I hope knows enough respectable young men here to see that you aren't a wall flower.","What did I miss?" called Elinor's voice from the other room, where she had come in unnoticed.,After she had said good-bye and they Were waiting at the curator's desk, Elinor spoke musingly.,"If you people don't want to miss the first act, we'll have to be toddling," he said. "It's about five minutes after two.",Patricia gave an exclamation. "I believe I've seen her!" she cried. "She wears a long cloak and a hat with a big black plume, doesn't she? We noticed her at lunch and wondered what was the matter with her.","Bah! you black parrot!" muttered Maurice scornfully and turned upon his heel. As he vanished down the walk Dido clapped her hands together with great satisfaction and began to sing in low tones. Her song was barbaric in words and strange beyond all telling in the music. It rose and fell, and moaned and drawled, in a curiously painful manner. In the drawing-room Mrs. Dallas had risen to her feet at the first deep contralto note, and now stood rocking herself to and fro with an expression of alarm on her face. Isabella was terrified in her turn by Dido's song and her mother's strange conduct, though by this time she should have been used to these eccentricities.,"I'm not going to do anything, Miss Pat," she declared with emphasis. "You can ask Bruce if I'm 'up to' anything, as you call it.","What!" cried Jen, jumping up, "did Dido accuse your mother of the crime?".