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"Not yet. Dido," he said, in a cold voice. "It is true that I called to see your mistress; but I wish to speak to you also.","Why no, major. Mr. Sarby was with him.",The doors of the exhibition room were pushed quickly open as Mr. Benton led the expectant band of students in for their first sight of the prize designs, and Patricia's heart beat fast with the thrilling hope that Elinor's might be among the first in rank.,All about the spacious hall were groups of Arabians, of fair Circassians, of dusky Nubians and turbaned Turks, while the rustle of costly fabrics and the odor of heavy Eastern perfumes floated in the air; the modern city outside in the wintry electric lights was well forgot in the enchantment of the moment, and Patricia lost count of time and sense of self in the pageant that swept across the lofty chamber to make its obeisance at the imperial divan.,"I suppose you delivered that kiss straight from where he gave it to you, Pettie dear," I had the spirit to say as I went over to the desk for my purse.,"It's simply heavenly, and I don't know how we got along without it!" she cried, rapturously. "It makes me wild to think of the months we've wasted this fall.","My dear young lady," he remonstrated, "why distress yourself with recollections of these things?","Not at present," said Jen, after a moment's thought. "But, later on, I shall, in order to clear the memory of David.",Hughes Junior chuckled, in a slightly embarrassed fashion.,But she was too late, for, before she could escape from the room, Dr. Etwald--as smiling and composed as ever--entered the door. He placed himself quietly before the enraged Mrs. Dallas.,"Confound it, man, you don't mean to say that Jaggard opened the window?" cried Jen, starting from his seat with some show of temper.,"Etwald!" repeated Isabella. "Dr. Etwald?".