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That night, after Miss Jinny's trunk had finally been disposed of, and all the gossip of Rockham village and outskirts had been thoroughly aired, and Miss Jinny, tired from her strenuous day, had gone thankfully to bed, Patricia and Elinor were talking over the day's happenings as they brushed their hair in the seclusion of their own room.,Patricia stamped her foot in vexation. "What do you mean?" she cried. "You're the most exasperating——","Now, don't let's waste time," said David briskly. "Where are we bound first? How about taking a peep at the art-joint? Do you allow visitors in the morning?",A good-natured, whole-some looking young man in the clothes of a calendar, with a patch on his right eye, laid aside his long-necked lute and rose with a bow.,"Two words. The devil-stick!","I don't feel that way at all—" began Judith, but their murmured comments halted at Bruce's next words.,"It has everything to do with all of us," responded Patricia promptly. "We're just the tail of the comet, you know.","True enough," rejoined the major, struck by this sensible deduction. "Still, he might not have heard them forcing the window.","Quite right, quite right!" broke in Major Jen, heartily. "I want Maurice to marry.",Patricia gave the stool a whirl, staring discontentedly at the afflicting group.,"Yes, it's going some," returned Griffin nonchalantly, as she started up the stair again, dragging the board after her. "The March Hare originated it back in the dark ages, and we've been doing it off and on—when the authorities don't get on to us.","I'm about ready, too," chimed in Miss Jinny. "I reckon they'll be quite astonished when they meet with their old friend Sinbad the Sailor.".