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They mounted the platform and, seating Elinor in the chair, filed before her, presenting one after another a grisly hand and cadaverous cheek for her salute.,"True enough," rejoined the major, struck by this sensible deduction. "Still, he might not have heard them forcing the window.","Griffin says not to wait—she's got to finish stretching a canvas," Margaret Howes told them, but Patricia and Judith would not hear to beginning the little feast without the staunch and genial Griffin.,Slowly at last I lifted the blue muslin, twenty-three-inch waist shroud and let it slip over my head and fall slimly around me. I was fastening the buttons behind and was fumbling the next one into the buttonhole when I suddenly heard laughing excited voices coming up the side street that ran just under my west window. Something told me that Alfred had come by the five-down train instead of the six-up, and I fairly reeled to the window and peeped through the venetian blind.,"Then whom do you suspect?" asked Etwald, fixing his dark eyes on the major.,"I forbid you to call Miss Dallas by that name," declared David, in an overbearing manner.,"The devil-stick!" he cried. "By all that is wonderful, the devil-stick!",Dr. Etwald approached, with what was meant for a smile on his usually sombre face, and took off his hat to Miss Dallas. But he did not speak as he made his salutation, so the girl was forced, by reason of this uncomfortable silence, to make the first observation.,"Ju hasn't let go of Mrs. Shelly's hand since we left the restaurant," said Patricia apart to Elinor, as they were taking off their wraps in the studio again. "Poor little kid, she certainly does worship that dear little old lady.","Oh! so she is an old friend of yours?","The thief and the murderer!","How in the world could you answer her so pat?" she asked, twinkling at Judith's superior air..