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"Oh, you say that because he does not believe in Obi or Voodoo!",Suddenly he woke with a start. Somebody was rapping gently on the shutters of the middle window. Glancing at the clock, Jen saw that it was three in the morning, and wondering who could be outside at so untimely an hour, he rose to open the window. With care, begotten by old experience, he picked up his revolver and held it ready while unbolting the window shutters. When they were thrown open he saw a white figure with outstretched hands standing before the window.,Lady Meg sighed, and rising to her feet, she drew her cloak round her tall form.,"What does it matter if we do miss the train?" she insisted. "We can take the early one in the morning. We'll be home almost as soon.",As they went back to the flower-decked sitting-room, Judith edged close to whisper in her ear.,Etwald shrugged his shoulders.,No, nobody would blame me for running right across the garden to Dr. John with such a real trouble as that! All of a sudden I hugged the letter and the little book and laughed until the tears ran down my cheeks.,Major Jen recoiled from the young girl in amazement.,"What is it?" asked the major, pausing at the door.,"Ah, if I hab dat Voodoo stone I be great; great--de queen ob de debbles. But he no let it go.","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.",Elinor was already half asleep when Patricia suddenly sat up with a mirthful gurgle..