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"Tom Hughes is an awfully nice boy," she said, slipping a hand into Judith's and Elinor's arm, as they paced the platform, waiting for Miss Jinny's train. "But for pure, sheer adorableness, give me Mr. Hilton, every time. Don't you think he's a perfect duck, Elinor?","Time's up!" cried Patricia, jumping up. "Be on hand at the next rest, angel child. Come in the clay room 'immejit' the gong rings," and she hurried off, humming a gay little song.,CHAPTER XVI. THE EVIDENCE OF JAGGARD.,His presence and question unlocked the major's tongue.,Patricia groaned as she watched her walk primly down the corridor and out of the side entrance. "That infant," she said to Elinor who had been leaving Judith out, "is trembling on the brink of becoming a little prig. We've got to see to it, Norn, that she doesn't get too satisfied with herself.","Wait till Saturday, when old Jonesy lights on you," warned her new friend. "You won't find life so lightsome when his eagle eye discovers you.","The assassin--you know the assassin? Who is he or she?","The name of the person who committed the murder.","Well, just as you please," he said, raising his eyebrows, "but you are as mysterious as David.",I didn't look at him directly, but I felt his hand shake with the letter in it.,"It's your affair, Norn," she demurred. "You ought to do the talking.",Patricia drew in her breath with a gasp. She put her hand on the knob of the door and noiselessly turned it..