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"What is your name?" she asked, in a high, squeaking voice that Patricia failed to recognize.,He rattled on all through the dance, Patricia getting in only a few words here and there, and when the music stopped he steered her to a particularly gay group under a big palm in a corner, and introduced her to the two Halden girls and their mother, and then went off in search of Elinor and Miss Jinny.,"And never come back to it again!" finished Mrs. Dallas, sharply.,"You certainly are the limit," she said, gravely. "What makes you care so much about words and names and such like things?" she asked, trying to get at a clearer understanding of her little sister's mental processes.,"You'd better go, man, before I bring my father to set our dog on you," he exploded, and, before I could stop him, his thin little legs went trundling down the garden path toward home.,"But my mother may not consent," said Isabella, a trifle nervously.,"I'll choose the song," she announced, gayly. "I've heard a lot of howling already this evening.",Miss Jinny, cornered, had to admit that there was nothing she could put her finger on. "But I don't trust her eyes," she ended obstinately. "You have been deceived before, Miss Pat, and you may be again. However, I won't say another word against her. If you like her, that's enough. Now, let's talk about the nice people. How did you like that Lester boy? His mother was your Aunt Louise's chum at school.","That will be difficult.","Relatives, perhaps," hazarded Patricia, reveling in Elinor's conversion. "I hope we get to know her soon, don't you, Norn? She must be awfully popular. See how they all turn when she passes. I'm sorry she's going, though, for I could simply feast my eyes on her for hours.",Some women like to collect men's hearts and hide them away from other women on cold storage, and the helpless things can't help themselves.,The major guessed that she meant that African witchcraft would avert disaster from Etwald, and at once flung the word back in her face..