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"Ah, but how about Doris?" questioned Elinor sadly. "Isn't she to be remembered?","Because I had one, Dido.",Patricia and Elinor exchanged a swift glance.,"But," added Jen, raising his head, "as until that explanation we are enemies--although not openly so--I shall require you to leave my house.","Out of your smoking-room, I presume," said Lady Meg, "But I have not questioned him, as I thought it best that you should examine him yourself.","Don't the people seem funny-looking?" said Judith, blinking at the gayly dressed crush at the theater entrance. "They all seem like actors in a play, with the twinkly electric lights and the streaky yellow sunset behind those big buildings.","Humph! Didn't the doctor think it strange that he should find it there?","Prove!" retorted Jen sharply, "simply that it was dropped there by that black fiend after she had killed Maurice.","What did she say to you concerning it?","If Mrs. Hudson hasn't any other room, she can have mine," said Judith promptly. "She never would let us make up for all those afternoons that she kept the library for us, and I'd love to be dreadfully uncomfortable if I could help make her comfortable.","Do you really think she killed him?" asked Lady Meg, her face growing pale with the intensity of her excitement.,Patricia, at the mirror, paused in the act of pinning on her hat, her eyes riveted on the vision in dull green..