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"And Dido!",Hillsboro is a very peculiar little speck on the universe; even more peculiar than being like a hen. It is one of the oldest towns in the North, and the moss on it is so thick that it can't be scratched off except in spots. But when it does get stirred up to take an interest in anything, it certainly goes the pace. It hasn't had any real excitement for a long time, and I felt that it needed it. I rolled over and laughed into my pillow.,"Mrs. Dallas?" cried David, starting from his seat. "Did she steal the devil-stick?","About David also?","But how can I?" insisted Patricia. "They don't all go out at the rests, you know.","What did she say to you concerning it?",It struck his sense of smell with the belief that he had smelt it before. Nothing is so strong to awaken memory as odor, and in less than half a minute the mind of the major leaped back to where he had smelt it before. It was the perfume of the dried poison of the devil-stick.,"Oh, Billy, what is the matter?" I gasped and gave him a little terrified shake.,"You'll get used to old Bottle Green, all right," said Griffin reassuringly. "Her bark is a whole lot worse than her bite. She's a trump at heart, though she is awful fool on the outside.","You might as well do that as anything else," said Elinor, rather absently. "The best of it is that we shall be together. It will be such fun to see how we each get along.","Find out in the morning how she feels about it," said Elinor, switching off the light. "I'm pretty sure she'll want to go.","How did she get into the room?".