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"I must say, Elinor," she began, in response to a question, "that it's very different from what you girls led me to expect.","Three pounds of candy for the modeling and composition class, four for the head and illustration class, and five for the life," was the prompt response.,Maurice saw well how Isabella had deteriorated under the bad influence of the negress, and he did his best to counteract her insidious morality and morbid teachings. He laughed at Isabella's stories and superstitions, and succeeded in making her ashamed of her weakness in placing faith in such degraded rubbish. While with him Isabella was a bright and laughing girl; quite another sort of being to the grave and nervous creature she was while in the presence of Dido. She felt that if she married Maurice his bright strong nature would save her from a lamentable and melancholy existence; and as all her affections and instincts inclined to the young man, she hoped to become his wife.,"But she can't be very far away," said Jen, hopefully. "I saw her in Deanminster, and thought she had gone there with a message from you.",Patricia, meek in experience of past failure, covered her work and put it safely away.,Patricia laughed as she too rose.,I like him and always have, of that I am sure. He offers me the most wonderful life in the world, and no woman could help being proud to accept it. I am lonely, more lonely than I was even willing to confess to Dr. John. I can't go on living like this any longer. Ruth Clinton has made me see that if I want Alfred it will be now or never and—quick. I know now that she loves him, and she ought to have her chance if I don't want him. The way she idolises and idealises him is a marvel of womanly stupidity.,Elinor looked at them with a little quick sigh of excited envy.,"Go and see Dr. Etwald and tell him you will give evidence against him unless he gives you the stone.",It was Elinor's turn to raise misty eyes to the Messenger of the Ideal, and, like Judith, she was silent, busy with this thought.,"What, David, back again!" he said, ignoring the question asked by Sarby. "So you did not stay to dinner?","Yes, to see you," she replied, with a serious face. "In order to talk with you about my last visit--on that terrible night.".