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"But with regard to Maurice?",Judith twined her arms about her and kissed her fondly.,"I don't know if you call it business," he said, after a pause. "I asked Mr. Alymer to call and see me, and sent the message by that tramp named Battersea.","Patricia's awfully superficial, I think," she confided to him cheerfully, as she watched her readjusting her bright hair beneath the pretty hat rim at the quaint old mirror of the bookcase. "She's so set on pretty things. She just worships anyone who is pretty—no matter whether she understands their character or not. I wish we could make her more serious-minded and careful.","I'll tell you that to-morrow," he said, after a pause.,Patricia occupied herself getting her tools from the convenient shelf on her own locker, hoping that the talk was not to end there.,"Where is the devil-stick?" demanded Jen, wrathfully.,"But," insisted Elinor, "we haven't anything——",CHAPTER VIII. A CRY IN THE NIGHT.,A blue-aproned girl who had been packing her materials in an adjoining locker turned civilly.,"No," said Arkel again, "no one was concealed in the room.",It was Elinor's turn to raise misty eyes to the Messenger of the Ideal, and, like Judith, she was silent, busy with this thought..