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There was a rustle of approval at her quiet tone and a stir as of the assembly breaking up, but again the leader motioned for silence.,"Initiation's over!" shouted someone in a voice of authority, and suddenly the candle-lights vanished into a tumultuous darkness, while there was a confusion of scurrying noises that made Patricia's head swim for a moment.,"Not Dido. Oh!" cried Isabella, in a tone of anguish, "it was my mother.",Patricia's eyes narrowed. "I believe I'll make my candy up in as attractive a way as I possibly can, and I'll spring it on them first thing, so they'll be in too good a humor to want to haze me very hard. Don't you think that might work for you, too?",He bowed, and without offering his hand--which it is very probable Major Jen would have refused to take--he left the room. When the door closed the older man sank into a chair and passed his hand across a brow moist with perspiration.,"De--de--dead--dead!" she stammered, shrinking back.,"Time's up!" cried Patricia, jumping up. "Be on hand at the next rest, angel child. Come in the clay room 'immejit' the gong rings," and she hurried off, humming a gay little song.,"Well! And did he do so?","Yes, sir, thank you, sir," replied the man, in a weak voice. "I'm sorry, sir, but I couldn't help myself. I was drugged, sir.","No," he said, at length. "Mrs. Dallas has had nothing to do with it.","H'm, we see, missy, we see," said Dido, darkly. "But why you marry dis man I no like?","Did he ask to buy the devil-stick?" demanded Lady Meg, in surprise..