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"I hope Elinor tries for it," she said excitedly. "She'll say she's too green, I suppose.",When she returned to her post after a brief nap on the wide couch, everything was quiet, much to her disgust.,"I'm going to write!" she declared, dramatically waving the stocking about. "This is truly inspiring!",CHAPTER V. DR. ETWALD'S WARNING.,"I haven't had a sample of the food yet," he said, gravely, "but if it comes up to the equipment, I'll be perfectly satisfied.","Yes, but I was wrong; I made a mistake.","Oh, you mean that Obi rubbish, my dearest," said Maurice, slipping his arm round the slender waist of the girl. "It is on that very account that I wish to tell your mother of our engagement, for I must rescue you from the influence of that dark Jezebel. She is dangerous.","Nonsense! She likes Maurice herself," replied Isabella, uneasily. "Maurice wants our engagement kept quiet for the present, but when I do tell Major Jen and my mother, I am sure neither of them will object.","What, else?" demanded Judith, whose color had been rising at the alluring forecast. Patricia made a despairing little gesture. "I can't think of anything that will fit poor me," she confessed with mock dejection. "I'm so everlastingly commonplace that I don't sound at all.",The insinuation fell harmless, as far as the young professor was concerned.,"Don't be a muff," said Patricia briskly. "It's twice as good, don't you see, coming out this way? Here are eight people surprised all in a bunch, instead of merely Elinor and poor me. You've sprung it in the very nick of time, Infant.","What, David, back again!" he said, ignoring the question asked by Sarby. "So you did not stay to dinner?".