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She swept Elinor off the stool, away from the crowded dressing room, and at last found a deserted corner behind a big cast.,"No!" said David, faintly, turning his face away. "At least not yet.","Do you know anything of Voodoo worship?",Doris Leighton laughed a rippling laugh that had no shade of the annoyance which Patricia felt rise hotly at Judith's rather pert question.,"I really can't say," he said. "That is a matter which lies in the hands of the girl herself. If she likes you better than David--","I wonder who it could have been," they both murmured as they went upstairs to their rooms.,"I shall never be free," said Isabella, proudly.,"The devil-stick!" gasped Jen, pointing a shaking finger at the wall. "The devil-stick!",Judith tossed her head, with a little giggle at her own expense.,"This is my real introduction to the night-life class," she said, with a sweeping gesture that, unseen to all but the anxious Patricia, caught the cord from its hiding place among the draperies. "And I want this evening to be a sweet memory to us all.","Where did you find it?" he asked, pointing a trembling finger at the terrible piece of evidence.,"Assuredly. You loved Maurice--".