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A space was cleared in the center of the room, and there was a general rush to secure good positions. Patricia found herself separated from Elinor by a broad-shouldered Moslem whose slow speech revealed him as the good-natured Naskowski.,"I can't see why you should pitch on her," insisted Patricia, kneading her cake into pills in her agitation. "What could she have against Elinor?",Doris Leighton smiled at Elinor in the crowd and murmured a word of praise for the singing, adding, however, that she was afraid that the janitor could hardly appreciate it.,"I guessed as much," said the major once more.,Patricia was forced to give in gracefully. "I know you'll be splendid," she declared with rather forced heartiness. "I wish we were as well fixed for our parts.",Judith pulled herself free from Elinor's circling arms and made for the door, pausing on the threshold.,"Well, I didn't want you to expect too much," she said, with a gentle impatience. "If I'd praised it too much, you'd have been disappointed with the thing itself.","Yes, it's going some," returned Griffin nonchalantly, as she started up the stair again, dragging the board after her. "The March Hare originated it back in the dark ages, and we've been doing it off and on—when the authorities don't get on to us.","Dying!" cried Patricia, aghast. "Why they said she was better this morning.","Perhaps I can even promise you that!" said Maurice, with a smile.,She laid down the little worn book just as the soft notes of the gong floated up from the lower hall.,"I wish this were the night for night life," said Patricia fervently. "I'd stay and watch you begin——".