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"But why did you wish to act in this generous manner?",Mrs. Shelly, with a kindly good-night to Bruce, trotted after them, fumbling with her watch pocket.,David gave an answering squeeze that brought the tears to her eyes, as he whispered in return, "That's all right, old lady. Don't you fret about me.","You did wound your head, Jaggard; and after that fall you remembered no more?","Why aren't you dancing?" she demanded sternly, her whiskers trembling with the fervor of her interest. "What is Elinor up to that you're not dancing?","Do you really think she killed him?" asked Lady Meg, her face growing pale with the intensity of her excitement.,One after another, the girls mounted the stand beside Elinor, and read the little verses, while the assembly listened, and even the model, decorously cloaked, came from her little room, and with her crocheting in hand sat smiling at the nonsense.,"Griffin says not to wait—she's got to finish stretching a canvas," Margaret Howes told them, but Patricia and Judith would not hear to beginning the little feast without the staunch and genial Griffin.,"Suits me to a gnat's heel," declared Patricia eagerly. "Food is a secondary article, anyway, when it comes to character study. I'm not so keen on cookery since I sighted this tasteful apartment.","The what, sir?" asked Jaggard, doubtfully.,The three people gave a simultaneous cry of amazement and delight, for there, on the threshold of the room, alive and well, stood--Maurice Alymer.,"Well," said he cautiously, "I looked out at the night when the hour was twelve, and--".