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"It's too late now to bother about denying it, Miss Pat dear," said Elinor soothingly. "It doesn't really matter much, you know, since we three know I didn't copy. After all, it's a very little thing. I'd rather be blamed unjustly than have done such a poor act. Don't feel so badly about it, dear. We can tell our friends that it was a mistake on Mr. Benton's part, and they'll believe us, I'm sure. It doesn't matter for the rest.","I'd call it bein' kind to dumb animals," spoke up Wilson, his eyes meeting the angry ones of his wife.,"Well, and what does that prove?","What a disagreeable-looking man that is over there!" she says: "the man with the shaggy beard, I mean, and the long hair.",Sheltered about,"Is it a long drive, Geoff?" she asks, presently, in a trembling tone, slipping her hand into his in the old fashion. "About six miles. I say, darling, keep up your spirits; if we don't like it, we can leave, you know. But"—alluding to her subdued voice—"don't be imagining evil.","So, my dear, you see that your mother was right in putting faith in her quotation, 'Most women have no characters at all.'","I swear, on my sacred honor, that Maurice Alymer was killed by Max Etwald!",CHAPTER XXIII. THE RESULT OF THE TRIAL.,'Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,,Then the chief ghost walked out of the lodge and shouted out for a feast, inviting the man's father-in-law and other relations who were in the camp to come and eat, saying, "Your son-in-law invites you to a feast," as if he meant that the son-in-law had died and become a ghost and arrived at the camp of the ghosts.,"It is like a romaunt of the earlier and purer days of chivalry," goes on Lady Lilias, in her most prosy tone. "Alas! where are they now?" She pauses for an answer to this difficult question, being in her very loftiest strain of high art depression..