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CHAPTER IX THE ACADEMY BALL,"But," continued Judith with emphasis, "I must say that, dirt and all, it is more glorious-ified than I thought it would be. That big-winged angel or whatever it is at the top of the stairs looks as if it would soar right up to the top of heaven—it's so white and strong!",CHAPTER II. THE ASHANTEE DEVIL-STICK.,It's my duty to look the matter in the face before I look in Alfred's—and decide. If not Alfred, what then?,The girls had been talking of the initiation and the part that Elinor had played.,Doris hesitated, undergoing again that subtle change that Patricia had seen before.,The girl was about twenty years of age, tall and straight, with dark hair and darker eyes, with a mouth veritably like Cupid's bow, and a figure matchless in contour. With her rich southern coloring and passionate temperament--she was of Irish blood on the paternal side--Miss Dallas looked more like an Andalusian lady than a native of the English-speaking race. She had all the sensuous loveliness of a Creole woman; and bloomed like a rich tropical flower with poison in its perfume amid the English briar roses of Surrey maidenhood.,"I don't think so," said he, with conviction. "Why should he kill Maurice?",Miss Jinny's eyes twinkled, but Bruce flushed and flicked his cigar ash into the fire with a dexterous finger.,I am five feet three inches tall or short, whichever way one looks at me. I thought I was taller, but I suppose I shall have to believe my own yardstick.,"You are not my guest," retorted Jen, furiously.,"Yes, but I was wrong; I made a mistake.".