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Naskowski, on his way to the modeling room, paused to answer Patricia's question.,"Well, why not you and Alfred come along and make it a family party, if that is what suits Bill, the boss?","Yes, I think he would. But what does all this tend to?","Did you see the Haldens on the train, Frad?" asked Patricia as she and David were talking aside by the studio window while Elinor was welcoming Tom Hughes and Griffin, Margaret Howes and Mr. Spicer, who had all arrived in a bunch, Tom having lagged behind to get a big sheaf of roses for Elinor, whom he admired immensely.,CHAPTER XXIV. A FINAL SURPRISE.,"They do look a bit queer," admitted Elinor, reluctantly. "Perhaps when you've worked on them more——",CHAPTER II. THE ASHANTEE DEVIL-STICK.,She said good-night absently, and Patricia, watching her hurry down the frosty street, found herself wondering at the subtle barrier that she could feel so keenly, while she yet tried to disbelieve.,"Not much. You'll wait here in solitude till she comes. I'm not going to have you spout it out before any old person, and get us into hot water, perhaps. Here's Elinor now. Come on, Norn, we're about dead, standing on these flinty-hearted steps. Got the sandwiches you promised?",Elinor intercepted them at the bottom just as they were preparing for a third flight.,Jen frowned, then laughed.,This remark put the matter beyond all doubt. The girl, by her own admission, had been hypnotized by the negress, and, while in the trance state, with her will at the mercy of the other woman, she had killed her lover. Morally speaking, it was Dido, in the person of Isabella, who was the assassin. However, the major had learned all that he wished to know, and not wishing to pursue the subject, turned the conversation by explaining that Etwald was coming in a few minutes. Mrs. Dallas rose up in a cold fury..