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“Would you like to live in the city?”,Patricia lifted her brows, perplexed and inquiring, and then dropped them with a shrug that seemed to indicate that the matter no longer interested her.,"To-night!" echoed Jen, starting up. "You saw Maurice to-night?","No, sir, not till to-day. I don't know what it all means, sir, but I'm sure I know how Dido got into the room.",Here they behold the faithful Biddy, craning her long neck up and down the road, and filled with wildest anxiety.,"What possible reason have you to make such an accusation?" he demanded.,“We came—we came to bring these,” one ventured timidly, and lifted one end of the basket they carried between them.,The waiter bowed as he folded the coat carefully.,"Yes. One can understand that," replies she, gravely, not heeding the closeness of his regard. "Many things affect me curiously," she goes on, dreamily,—"sad pictures and poetry and the sound of sweet music.",But it was a bored garden I stepped into just as the last purple flush of day was being drunk down by the night. The tall white lilies laid their heads over on my breast and went to sleep before I had said a word to them, and the nasturtiums snarled round my feet until they got my slippers stained with green. Only Billy's bachelor's-buttons stood up stiff and sturdy, slightly flushed with imbibing the night dew. I felt cheered at the sight of them, and bent down to gather a bunch of them to wear, even if they did clash with my amethyst draperies, when an amused smile, that was done out loud, came from the path just behind me.,But he made one more try. Possibly a picture or newspaper had been tacked on the wall and had escaped his fingers when he had first gone round the room.,"Take your seat," commanded the teacher. "Next boy forward!" One by one the boys walked up to receive their punishment. All took it bravely..