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Miss Jinny, at the sight of Patricia fluttering in among them in her white gauzy draperies like some dainty moth, held out a reproving finger.,"I am sure of that," remarked Jen, taking the devil-stick off the table. "And you stole this, I'll be bound.",CHAPTER XXV. THREE LETTERS.,"Oh, I'll be through in time for the luncheon," said Elinor, hastily. "But if I'm not out here by eleven-fifteen, you'd better start without me. I can meet you somewhere, or you all can come over here for me.","I can, however," said Jen, grimly. "Oh, it is just as I thought.","Well, Dido didn't know that; she was never in this room.","I wonder what keeps Elinor? She's awfully late," complained Judith, shifting on one foot. "Let's go in and have lunch without her.",Maurice grew serious, and paused at the top of the drive, just out of sight of the house, to reply to this question.,"Maurice! Maurice! Where is he?" she cried, leaving the major and rushing toward the empty bed. "You said he was here--my poor dead love; but I can't see him. Where is he? Where is he?","I know to what you allude," she said, after a pause. "Dido does manufacture the drug, but only for the cure of nervous headaches.","Yes. I am sure of it.","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!".