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"I don't think so," retorted Isabella, rising. "Of course, I know that he is clever, but as to being great, he isn't known beyond this place." She walked to the end of the veranda, and stood for a moment in the glare of the sunshine. Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her, and she turned toward the negress.,"Isn't she lovely?" she demanded in a thrilling whisper of Elinor, who had slipped into her things and was already at the door.,"Don't ask me. Uncle Jen; I can't answer you yet.","He mounted the carriage-box and drove off. It appears that there was no coachman.","Spout it out loud!" called another from the end of the table. "We can't catch your muffled accents down here.",But Miss Jinny was not to be diverted into talk again, and as she started out of the studio the bell came to her aid, buzzing shrilly an insistent summons to the door.,"Yes; like a street arab. He was one, once, you know, major, and has not forgotten his early habits. Well, he was driven with the carriage to Deanminster.","Oh!" rejoined Etwald, quietly, "Mr. Alymer told me so to-night.","You don't mean?" began Patricia, incredulously.,"But I thought from what you said of the handkerchief dropped in the room--",Battersea scowled.,"And the pup-pup-pergola, too," added Patricia mischievously..