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She had her reward in Doris' dazzling smile, and her assurances that she would do all she could to make Elinor's vindication speedy and thorough.,"No, dat only drib away bad debbils. But you scratch de skin with one leetle bit of it, and you die, die, die!","I'll put on my new bonnet," she promised, and trotted off to her room, smoothing the tails of her basque with eager fingers.,She paused so long, regarding Patricia with her head on one side, that Patricia was afraid she was going to orate further, and visions of a premature initiation flitted uneasily through her nimble mind. Miss Green, however, said nothing further, taking up her tools and going on with her work with a complacent and benignant smile in her little pink mouth.,"Female!" cried Patricia. "I like that! There are as many men as there are girls, aren't there, Elinor? You're shockingly ignorant, young man.","Nor," said he, fixing his eyes on the woman, "did you confess that you opened the window of Mr. Alymer's room, and aided Dr. Etwald to carry away the dead body?","Well, why not? I wish the first to arrest the second.",I'll never forget my first real party. I was bridesmaid for Caroline Evans, when she married a Birmingham magnate, from which Hillsboro has never yet recovered. It was the week before the wedding. I was sixteen, felt dreadfully unclothed without a tucker in my dress, and saw Alfred for the first time in evening clothes—his first. I can hardly stand thinking about how he looked even now. I haven't been to very many parties in my life, but from this time on I mean to indulge in them often. Candle-light, pretty women's frocks, black coat sleeves, cut glass and flowers are good ingredients for a joy-drink, and why not?,"And yet he was a strong man," said Etwald, when he conveyed this intelligence. "He must have been taken by surprise.","No," she said, quietly "I may persuade her into doing what I want.","But you don't mean to say that she believes in it!",That was an awful shock, and I hope I didn't show it as I murmured "Perfectly, thank you.".