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Bruce laughed in a relieved way. "That's the way to talk, Miss Pat. I'll show it to you as soon as you've all finished. Judy, haven't you anything to say?","Why, it's a mansion for sure!" exclaimed Miss Jinny, gazing with approval at the fine front of the tall, well-kept, brown-stone house. "I was so afraid you girls might be poked away in some stuffy street with never a tree or bit of sky to hearten you, but that park's most equal to the real country.","Why bring her name into the question? Yes, I admire Miss Dallas.","Stuff and nonsense!" growled David, hotly. "He'd know better than that.","I am sure of that," remarked Jen, taking the devil-stick off the table. "And you stole this, I'll be bound.","That's the part that makes up for all the soil and smudge, Ju darling," said Elinor softly. "Paint and charcoal and clay are dirty things, but when they're wielded with the force of an Ideal, they can illuminate the world.","Never, madame, never pour vous. Ravissant, charmant—it is too foolish. Nevair! Jamais, jamais de la vie!" I had to calm her down, and she bowed over my hand when we parted.,"And when you recovered?","You don't think her life is in danger?" asked David, in a faltering tone.,"Well, major," said Mrs. Dallas, after the first greetings were over, "what did that wicked man say to you yesterday?",There was a shout of amazed laughter, but Patricia persisted:,"Both and more too," laughed Patricia. "We've got a surprise for you, Norn, but we won't tell till we've had lunch; will we, Ju?".