Jingle balls game

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Judith cuddled close to Bruce on the settee while Elinor went for her wraps.,Patricia started as the grotesque words sank deep.,"Yes he will; we are engaged.","I'm not going to do anything, Miss Pat," she declared with emphasis. "You can ask Bruce if I'm 'up to' anything, as you call it.","I think so, major--for half-an-hour, at least!","Why bring her name into the question? Yes, I admire Miss Dallas.","But I hate him!","You ought to be ashamed of yourself, David Carson!" she cried, her big gray eyes alight and a pretty flush on her cheeks. "You'll simply kill yourself some day, that's what you'll do! Why can't you wait till it stops?",Patricia watched her disappear behind the big screen of the composition room, and then she turned excitedly to Elinor.,"It sounds like wedding bells to me!" she cried, gayly. "You and I don't hear alike, Ju. It sounds like wedding bells, and commencement essays, and checks for stories, and—and—and——","You're a darling," said Patricia, "and the Lord must be terribly fond of you.","In other words," said Maurice, pointedly, "you have obtained an influence over her.".