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And I'm praying again as I sit here and watch for the doctor's light to go out. I hate to go to sleep and leave it burning, for he sits up so late and he is so gaunt and thin and tired-looking most times. That's what the last prayer is about, almost always—sleep for him and no night call!,"I can't give you my reasons. They would take too long to explain. But I believe that out of jealousy he killed Maurice.","I am not so sure of that, Etwald. How did you know that David would confess in so dramatic a fashion?",The girls had been talking of the initiation and the part that Elinor had played.,Patricia was about to speak, but there was a general stir and a voice cried, authoritatively:,"I like it better than the land of the Amorites and the Hittites," she responded so promptly that the other gaped.,The feast was half over when Patricia, who sat between Margaret Howes and Griffin and opposite to the adorable Doris Leighton, got a distinct shock.,"But how do you know it isn't David's?" persisted Judith, as she gathered up her letters. "We never asked David when his birthday came, did we?","Isn't it wonderful how Miss Jinny seems to fit in?" said Patricia, brushing the shining ripples till they fairly radiated. "I was so afraid that she might feel strange among such different sort of people, but she didn't care a bit. She's going to be awfully popular, if she keeps on. That nice old Mr. Spicer talked to her a lot at dessert, and he's awfully exclusive, you know.","Why?","And we are going?" she demanded breathlessly. "Oh, say that we are going, Elinor!",Judith cocked her blond head thoughtfully..