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Patricia occupied herself getting her tools from the convenient shelf on her own locker, hoping that the talk was not to end there.,"Indeed they are!" cried Doris with singular fervor. "But the one who gets the idea first is always the real inventor. The jury wouldn't hesitate to decide on that, I'm positive, if anyone was so unfortunate as to turn in a duplicate of any of the studies.",Patricia and Elinor puckered their brows over it, but Miss Jinny, craning her head over their shoulders, gave a snort.,"Oh, he has gone away!","Come along upstairs with me!" cried the sultana, excitedly, hooking her arm in that of the embroidered jacket. "You're too good to waste! I need you in my business.",Elinor, who had been quietly going on with her breakfast, laid down her fork.,"Time for bed, mama dear," she said clearly. "I've got your ginger tea ready for you, and I guess it's the last you'll want this year." In a lower tone she explained to the others: "Just brewed it to make her feel more at home, you know. She doesn't need it in this fiery furnace of a place.",After which Etwald bowed his visitor politely to the door of the gloomy old house which he occupied in Deanminster, and Jen returned home, quite baffled as to what could have become of the devil-stick. All his inquiries proved futile, and he was unable even to conjecture how it had disappeared; yet knowing its fatal qualities, he was in constant dread lest it should reappear in connection with a tragedy. Maurice still held to his idea that Dido had taken the wand, but Jen's inquiries proved that the negress had not been out of the house the night in question.,"True enough," rejoined the major, struck by this sensible deduction. "Still, he might not have heard them forcing the window.","Yes. I don't know what possible things you can find to say to me after this interview; but, as you make such a point of it, I'll see you.","Not at all. Dr. Etwald used it as a bandage.","Then you want him to meet his fate of life in death!" said Etwald, curtly..