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"I know she's going to be a treat," she declared. "I hope she keeps whole for a while at least, until I get better acquainted.","It's a blessing we finished ourselves up to the last notch at home," said Patricia, with wide eyes of dismay for the throngs at the two mirrors. "We haven't a chance to get a peep here, unless we stay all night. Is my headpiece on all right, Elinor? I feel all askew after that crush.","Don't keep me hanging on here in the dark too long," protested Patricia. "I'm worn to a bone already.","Then Dr. Etwald--that horrid, gloomy creature!","Listen, then, and I shall explain," resumed the major, with growing excitement. "I firmly believe that Etwald stole the devil-stick, and with it killed Maurice.",Of course, anybody that is anybody would be interested in Father Tiber and the old Colosseum, but what made me forget the one slice of dry toast and the apple was the way he seemed to be connecting me up with all those wonderful old antiquities that had never even seen me. Because of me he had felt and written that poem descriptive of old Tiber, and the moonlight had lit up the Colosseum just because I was over here lighting up Hillsboro. Of course, that is not the way he put it all, but there is no place to really copy what he did say down into this imp book and, anyway, that is the sentiment he expressed, boiled down and sugared over.,"Both of them will refuse to meet you. You saw Mrs. Dallas to-day, how she behaved.",And its goodness was the wile,,"I have seen it," corrected Etwald, with professional calmness, "the poor fellow is dead, major--dead from blood-poisoning.","Your mother," he muttered, hardly believing the evidence of his own senses. "Your mother stole the devil-stick?",Judith's only reply was a giggle.,"I hope he doesn't," said Patricia, warmly. "For then you'll have to stay longer with us. And we're going to have such a good time!".