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Major Jen threw himself into a chair and frowned.,But she was too late, for, before she could escape from the room, Dr. Etwald--as smiling and composed as ever--entered the door. He placed himself quietly before the enraged Mrs. Dallas.,Patricia occupied herself getting her tools from the convenient shelf on her own locker, hoping that the talk was not to end there.,"Do you mean Elizabeth March, who got the Tassel prize this year?" asked Patricia in surprise. "Why, I saw her last week at the exhibition and she was awfully prim looking.","You girls are angels to wait for me till the very last moment," chatted Elinor, stuffing her things into her locker recklessly. "I hated to run the risk of not going to the station, but, oh, it was worth it!",So, as there was no other key, Patricia put her finger to the bell on the lintel and kept it there till the knob rattled and the door was flung open wide. Judith was standing in the middle of the big, comfortable studio and her face was flushed, but not one word did she say in explanation of her singular behavior.,"I have been all over the world, Mr. Alymer," parried Etwald, dexterously.,Judith flushed and tossed her mane with a gratified air. "Oh, they don't think much of me," she rejoined. "They make fun of me lots of times.","Yes," assented Arkel, with a nod, "a brougham.",David, grinning broadly, cast a rather sheepish glance at the hurrying throng.,Patricia thrilled with interest.,"How could she?" wondered Patricia, feeling awed by this devotion to art..