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Finally, Isabella decided to slip round by the back of the house and meet Maurice at the gate. Dido was occupied in questioning Battersea about the devil-stick on the verandah. So, after a glance to assure herself that the pair were in earnest conversation, Isabella put on a straw hat and ran lightly away to see her lover. She passed out by a side door, danced like a fairy across the intervening space of lawn, and slipped laughingly into the narrow path which wound through the wood to the avenue near the gates.,Etwald had become acquainted with Jen professionally, and having cured the major of one of his frequent attacks of ague, he had passed from being a mere medical attendant into the closer relationship of a friend. The boys had met him once or twice, but neither of them cared much for his sombre personality, and they were not overpleased to find that the major had invited the man to meet them on the occasion of this special dinner.,"Under the bed! Are you sure?" said Jen, greatly startled by this information.,"Patricia!" gasped Judith, shocked out of her dreamy calm. "You oughtn't to say things like that. It's—it's not religious!","Wake up, old lady," cried Patricia. "There's the gong, and we must fly.","Shall we go on or wait for him here?" asked Isabella in a whisper.,Elinor merely smiled her gentle, affectionate smile, but Patricia rippled out in mocking laughter.,The girls had been talking of the initiation and the part that Elinor had played.,Isabella looked calmly at them both.,Patricia sighed and stretched herself luxuriantly.,"Can't you guess from his self-accusation? Why, the woman he loved.","Etwald!" repeated Isabella. "Dr. Etwald?".