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Patricia's heart sank, but she concealed her feelings sufficiently to reassure Miss Jinny, who went on briskly:,"Melba in disguise?" mocked Elinor gayly.,"And the scratch is made by means of the wand of sleep?",Patricia watched her disappear behind the big screen of the composition room, and then she turned excitedly to Elinor.,Mrs. Shelly went on with her knitting, but Patricia, who was mending a long rent in her best blouse, looked up with eager interest.,"Why do you particularly wish to announce our engagement to-day?",Patricia underwent a swift change as she lifted her shining eyes to Bruce's laughing face.,"You did wound your head, Jaggard; and after that fall you remembered no more?","How do you get your living?",Judith crept near to Mrs. Shelly and caught her hand close in both of hers. The others put eager questions. Griffin, who was deeply stirred, answered breathlessly. Suddenly, in the midst of the quiet, home-like, cozy evening, had come tragedy and the shadow of death.,Miss Jinny cocked her head knowingly. "Trust me," she replied, laconically. "I had a cousin who was an actor and I saw him put on a beautiful beard with spirit-gum and creped hair once. That was twenty years ago, but I reckon they can still be had here in town.","They killed Maurice!".