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Patricia was tremendously interested and it was with the greatest regret that she heard the whistle of the up-train, while the tangle of the sycamore was still undisturbed in the roadway.,Bruce rose and held out his hand to Patricia, who was flushing painfully.,"No, Major Jen, I can't, and I shan't," retorted Etwald, tartly. "If you are wise you will arrange to let me come here to-morrow at eleven, and meet Mrs. Dallas and her daughter.","I'll be about in the corridor when you come up," she promised. "You don't need to feel that way about it. It's the simplest thing in the world—after you once get settled. You're in great luck to get into life and head classes without ever having gone to school before. I fancy you are a very special brand of genius to have such privileges.","To shield the assassin?" gasped Jen, thunderstruck. "And who is the assassin?","What is that, sir?" demanded Jen, in a calmer tone.,He interrupted her with an upheld hand.,"Ah, but how about Doris?" questioned Elinor sadly. "Isn't she to be remembered?","I'm tired of your enigmas," he cried, angrily. "What is it you wish to tell me?",Before his departure he had left a message for David, who had not made his appearance at breakfast, requesting the young man to be in the library at noon.,The Leighton house was a big dark pile at the end of the street and the only light visible was in the back room where Patricia knew the struggle against death and disease was being fought out. She paused for a long look and then she ran lightly up the steps and put a shrinking finger on the bell.,"Where do you live?" was the next question, to which Elinor again replied good-naturedly..