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"You believe that Dr. Etwald killed Maurice?","Stuff!" said Patricia disgustedly. "You and I needn't brag yet a while, Judy. Elinor's the only one that's got a ghost of a showing. You've a long lane to run before you can even be considered, and I'm just common, every-day stuff like everyone else. This is just a flyer I'm taking in the company of my betters," and she gave a whimsical glance at Elinor with the insight that was occasionally hers in brief glimpses. "I can't fly far, I warn you, but it's simply ripping while I'm on the wing!",Elinor smiled and pulled Patricia down beside her on the stool.,CHAPTER XXI. A NINE DAYS' WONDER.,Jen drew back a step and looked at his ward with marked surprise.,Elinor held her close, laughing with enjoyment at her ardor.,"Now we can go on our spree with clear minds," said Judith, as they sat down to breakfast in the sunny sitting-room. "It's a perfect day and Rockham will look too sweet for anything.","Say a friend," observed Etwald, calmly, "although I am about to say that which may cause these two young gentlemen to look upon me as an enemy.","Well, and what does that prove?","More's the pity," sighed Jen, leaning upon the shoulder of Sarby; "but you cherish no anger in your heart now?","It can not be true," she murmured. "It is impossible.","Didn't I! Wait and see!".