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"She was fearfully angry and warned me that if I said a word about the theft of the devil-stick I would be in danger of hanging my own mother.","There can be only one explanation," he muttered. "David is mad.","No," returned Sarby, after a pause. "I think he is a bad lot.","Well, you needn't," expostulated Judith sagely. "You got it, didn't you?","What do you think?" cried Patricia radiantly, swooping down on Elinor as she came slowly out of the portrait room at high noon on the momentous Tuesday. "What do you think, Elinor Kendall? I've gotten 'Honorable Mention' for my silly little old head! Isn't it wonderful? I'm so stunned I can't talk. I never dreamed it could have the ghost of a show," she rattled on ecstatically. "Miss Green was paralyzed, and Naskowski kept nodding till I thought he'd loosen his brain, and Griffin—she got first prize you know—cheered right out loud before them all. I was simply too limp for words, and I rushed out to tell you right away.",Elinor nodded. "But I shan't have any trouble finishing in time, I'm sure," she said with bright confidence. "I feel as though it were almost going to do itself.","It must be hard on her," acquiesced Patricia. "Why didn't she get something else to do?",But Miss Jinny was not to be diverted into talk again, and as she started out of the studio the bell came to her aid, buzzing shrilly an insistent summons to the door.,"Undoubtedly," asserted Jen, readily. "But he must also have been asleep, else he would have called out as the men burst through the window.",When nine o'clock rang from the church tower across the park she laid down her tools with an air of great content.,"Oh, Norn," she gasped, dropping her hand and searching Elinor's flushing face with questioning eyes. "You too?","No, not Dr. Etwald, but the person who stole the devil-stick.".