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"Spout it out loud!" called another from the end of the table. "We can't catch your muffled accents down here.",After casting a martyr-like glance of reproach at her, as she worked on, all unconscious of the mental agony she was inflicting, Miss Green cleared her throat slushily, and in the most subdued tone possible addressed Patricia.,"I don't know--I can't say!" interrupted his master, impatiently. "Go and get the men to bring down a stretcher for the body, and send the groom for Dr. Etwald.","Tell her to make a hack at it anyway," urged Margaret Howes earnestly. "Originality is the thing that counts, and she's got as good a chance as any of us there.",Elinor nodded. "She said I might as well tell you all, for it would be in the papers tomorrow. Her father has failed, and they're dreadfully poor. It's been coming on for a long while, and that was why she wanted the prize so much—not that she excused herself for it, she only said I could see how she came to stoop so low. She was frantic for the money and was so worried that she couldn't think of any subject for herself. She thought I was rich and happy and wouldn't care. She even thought I might not turn in my study at all, when I got sick that night. She's had a terrible time about it, but she was so glad to have the chance to explain.","Well, yes," returned Jen, with a thought upon the rapping of Isabella upon the window. "It does not take much to waken me.",Elinor and Judith were very enthusiastic over the intent, studious figure that bent over its book in such lifelike fashion.,"Why, Molly, Molly, Molly!" drawled that miserable man-doctor as he came and leaned on the sill right close to my elbow. The spoon crashed on the table, and I turned and crashed into words.,"Dear old Norn," she thought with a returning glow. "They can't scare her, bless her heart!","In that case I am sorry for David," retorted the major.,"Return to my house and see Etwald!","Etwald!" repeated Lady Meg, thoughtfully. "Is he not the doctor of whom you have made so great a friend?".