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"But what—" began Patricia again.,Elinor came, with the painter following, and as soon as they saw the work of the storm, Bruce awoke to immediate action.,"As if I'd publish it on the housetops!" she cried in infinite disdain. "It's plain you aren't much up in detective stories.","Well," said Lady Meg, "it would seem that the devil-stick is the center of this mystery.","I am a skeptic, also," said David, with a laugh. "And you?","You are tempting Providence, Molly Carter," she exclaimed decidedly. "Don't you know Tom Pollard is nothing but a scatter-brained fly-away? As a husband there'd be no dependence on him. Besides being your cousin, he's younger than you. What do you mean?","Nobody's asked me for a speech," she began and paused.,"So I understand; but did Dr. Etwald bring it to the house with him?","Wait," replied Maurice, in the same tone. "I shall not let him think that either of us is afraid of his charlatan tricks.",David considered.,"Mark my words, Elinor Kendall," she said impressively. "Some one is at the bottom of this, and I have my suspicions, too, who that someone is. I'm not going to tell, for you girls always laugh at me, but I'm going to prove it to you before that committee meets that you're the victim of a conspiracy.",Patricia held Judith close, with her own heart beating tumultuously to the rhythm of the storm. Hard rattling drops castinetted at the glass, beating an accompaniment to the roar of the racing clouds. For a moment all was black, then, as the whirling cloud masses swept apart, the pelting drops lulled and a gray twilight full of ominous murmurs filled the place. Before Patricia could frame the swift thought that the storm was passing, darkness swept over them again, and the fierce scream of the relentless wind tore at the corners of the barn. The rain beat, deluged, engulfed the out-of-doors; it drummed gayly with diminishing ferocity; then it roared sullenly, flooding the rain spouts to bursting; it raged again, with the scream of the wind growing higher, and snapping branches flung themselves past the gray squares of the windows, flying leaves pasted wet green blurs on the streaming glass. Judith shuddered..