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"Who was it, do you know, Griffin?" she inquired in a lowered tone.,"Look at us last fall before we discovered David; look at us now; look at Miss Jinny; look at Elinor's canvas—which she couldn't have dreamed of doing if Miss Auborn had been chaperoning her! I tell you, men have ways of doing things that hit the spot, and I think it's a shame they don't get the credit for it.",Judith's face assumed a smooth blankness that passed unnoticed by both Elinor and Patricia, now intent on finishing their breakfast and getting off.,She set to work with a will, humming to herself as she worked, the failure of her more ambitious undertaking forgotten in the joy of renewed hope, and her intimate knowledge of Judith's face and figure helping unconsciously to better work than she could have done in the schools.,"Have you any idea as to the guilty person?" he asked, in a hurried tone.,"No. I believe he found the devil-stick as he says. Within the grounds of Mrs. Dallas, mind you!",He paused a moment till the silence was perfect and then he said, with a pretense of reading a notice from a sheet of paper:,"I did threaten him; but how you know--",THE SECOND LETTER OF DR. ETWALD.,But now that more than a month has passed, I really don't mind it so much. I feel so strong and prancy all the time that I can't keep from bubbling. I have to smile at myself.,"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.",But Patricia was too much absorbed to heed..