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"David," said he, quietly, "there is something very extraordinary in your behavior, and you refuse to give me your reasons therefor. If I wait until the trial, will you explain?",Patricia, greatly excited, patted her hard on the shoulder. "I told you you'd be a winner," she crowed. "I guess Bruce knew what he was talking about.","So that was what you were up to?" she said. "I knew you had something on your mind, Judy Kendall, you crafty, clever thing. How perfectly glorious to think you're really in print!","Dido!","I see why Judy is so keen on the fine arts just now," teased David as he dropped into step again. "Lots of material for current fiction, eh, Ju?","Don't you go making suggestions of that sort," warned Bruce, with impressive authority. "The girl will feel as though her great-grandmother were a thief.",David looked at Jen in astonishment.,"Yes. I did not speak truly," stammered Isabella, "but I could not act otherwise. It was to save a certain person.",When he vanished round the curve of the drive, Isabella, with a very pale face, turned toward Dido.,"It is strange that a lady's name should be thus introduced," said Jen, annoyed at the tone of the conversation. "Let us drop the subject. Another cigar, Maurice. David, the wine is with you. Dr. Etwald--","I shan't see that black witch," cried the poor major. "David--Etwald, send her away.","Not at all. Dr. Etwald used it as a bandage.".