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Patricia groaned as she watched her walk primly down the corridor and out of the side entrance. "That infant," she said to Elinor who had been leaving Judith out, "is trembling on the brink of becoming a little prig. We've got to see to it, Norn, that she doesn't get too satisfied with herself.",Elinor nodded, picking up her letter again. "You don't seem at all keen about David," she began, when Judith broke out excitedly, holding up her letter.,Patricia as she carried Judith off to the dressing room for her wraps, was moved to inquiry.,The very worst page in this red book is the fifth. It says—,"Dat so?" said a hoarse voice at the door.,"If I thought that--. But," added Jen, breaking off, "how did you know that David was in London?","Do get on, Miss Pat," urged Judith, folding her napkin. "I've got to get to school sometime this morning, you know.","Don't tell me," she said abruptly. "You ought to be dancing instead of wasting your time on old ladies like me." Here there was a burst of mirth at the incongruity of the words with Miss Jinny's ferocious masculine aspect, but she silenced it with a wave of her hookah stem. "Let me introduce the Second Calendar, who I hope knows enough respectable young men here to see that you aren't a wall flower.",A curtain interposed between the head of the patient and the light of the window. This Jen drew aside, and lightly removed the outside wrappings of the wound. The housemaid looked on in horror, for she did not dare to prevent her master from meddling, yet she felt sure that he was doing wrong. But Jen was bent on making the discovery as to whom the handkerchief belonged; and in a few minutes he had the outside bandages removed, and saw the handkerchief discolored with dry blood lying over the wound. With deft fingers he lightly touched the four corners. In one of them were the initials "M. D.","Well, yes, so far as my memory serves me, I think she was.","Do you feel stronger, Jaggard?" he asked.,Griffin yawned elaborately and then addressed Margaret Howes with lifted eyebrows..