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"And the young king of the Black Isles and his wife!" cried Patricia, giggling. "That's Jeffries, the modeling-room pet, and Miss Green. She'll exercise the black art in earnest. Did you ever see such paralyzing expressions as she can call up! That pastry cook is Peacock, the assistant in the antique. I know him by his red hair.",Bruce roared with laughter. "My dear Dragon!" he cried, "don't you be afraid of your precious charges. Grantly hasn't any time to waste on young 'uns like Miss Pat. He's working, I tell you, and he doesn't like young ladies, anyway. Her only chance would be to overhear him spouting to me, which if she's discreet she may occasionally be able to do.","Ah, that is what we wish to find out," said the doctor, gravely. "But how do I know? Battersea may be the thief.","I heard 'Chateaubriand,' anyway," retorted Judith triumphantly. "And that means beefsteak. So I did understand something, you see.","And never come back to it again!" finished Mrs. Dallas, sharply.,Off they raced, and came panting into the station, to find the express ten minutes late, and David just stepping from the platform of the still moving line of cars.,"No, not Dr. Etwald, but the person who stole the devil-stick.",Patricia grabbed the sheet before Judith could set down her glass, and she read it aloud, with great enjoyment.,Judith's eyes were wide and dismayed.,"Well?" he repeated. "That's not all you're thinking, Miss Pat. You're simpering at some hidden invention of your own, and you know it. Out with it or we'll put the X-rays on it.",Sarby flushed and drew back with cold reserve.,"Assuredly," replied Etwald, fixing a piercing glance on the young man. "Do you refuse?".