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"That will be difficult.","The great master," repeated Jen; "you mean Dr. Etwald?","Did we draw such rosy pictures?" asked Patricia in surprise. "I thought we told you it was remarkably spotty and just as smelly.","How in the world could you answer her so pat?" she asked, twinkling at Judith's superior air.,"So I understand; but did Dr. Etwald bring it to the house with him?",Her sweetness of temper, nevertheless, did not seem to appease the ghosts, for, when the ceremony of salutation was finished, the four seated themselves cross-legged on either side of her, while the leader proceeded to catechize her.,"Well, anyway, I'm fearfully hungry," she said airily. "I can't stand any more palaver. Come along to the cave and let us feed while there is time.","In a word," interrupted Jen, "this black witch had hypnotized Mrs. Dallas.","What in the world did Hannah Ann write to you for?" queried Elinor absently. "She usually sends her weekly reports to me.","What is it?" demanded Jen, in a fever of excitement.,Patricia was about to make a comment when she suddenly turned and came back to them.,So Patricia flung her whole self into the sparkling "April Girl," and at the finish had the reward of an ovation. The students clapped and the Eitels applauded with hands and feet, and cried "Encore!" till they were red in the face..