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Elinor glanced beyond, through the low doorway to the next room. "Miss Kendall will not disturb the class, I am sure, if she realizes that her humming is a source of annoyance," she said, her own really musical voice fluting in melodious minor cadences. "And Dido!".
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"I, massa! Ole Dido she do nuffin. Massa Maurice he die Voodoo! Oh, yes." "I wonder what Miss Jinny will say to a costume?" Patricia said, her bright face clouding with the thought. "Y—yes," responded Patricia dubiously. "But I'll never be an artist. I sort of felt that long ago, but now I'm dead certain of it, and it seems like a sham to haul out that effort in the face of Elinor's splendid work." "Or to kill men with," rejoined Jen, ironically; "or to drug the watchers of the dead.".
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