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Elinor, who had lifted her eyes perfunctorily, gave real attention.,Outside Etwald found Dido waiting for him. He looked at her significantly.,"I know what you mean, now, Miss Pat," she declared loftily. "I've read it in Stevenson's verses, about 'those who … sow gladness in the peopled lands,' Isn't that it, Bruce? I didn't quite understand the way Patricia put it, but I think it's perfectly lovely, really I do.","That may be," rejoined Etwald, taking a seat, "but I can not be sure. You see neither you nor I know anything of the poison which was in the handle of that African instrument. It--",But I sobbed some more. I like him when his eyes come out from under his bushy brows and are all tender and full of sorry for us.,"Stuff!" protested Patricia stoutly. "You know you've been simply crazy to get here. Why spoil it all by squibbling? I think it's perfectly gorgeous. I'm wild to begin myself, and I'm about as green as any old shamrock. Besides, it's a mighty poor way to show your gratitude to Bruce for putting you right slap into the highest classes without slaving your life out for years, perhaps. I'll tell him——","Rather peculiar, don't you think, seeing that he must necessarily have been ignorant of your visit on that night?",Speedily, however, she recovered herself, and with a dark smile of contempt and pity she was about to deny all, when Jen brought out his last accusation.,The subject of the conduct of widows is a serious one. Of all the things old Tradition is most set about, it is that; and what was decided to be the proper thing a million years ago this town still dictates shall be done, and spends a good deal of its time seeing its directions carried out.,"It doesn't seem worth while," she began, but Patricia broke in impatiently:,"No, sir. Haven't set eyes on him for a week.","Ah!" said Sarby, walking toward the door, "you will know the reason when you learn the truth!".