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Miss Jinny cocked her head knowingly. "Trust me," she replied, laconically. "I had a cousin who was an actor and I saw him put on a beautiful beard with spirit-gum and creped hair once. That was twenty years ago, but I reckon they can still be had here in town.","You don't need to keep a personal dog, do you, Mrs. Carter?" he asked, with a twinkle that might have been a spark in his eyes, and just at that moment another awful thing happened. Aunt Adeline came out of the front door, and said in the most frozen tone of voice—,"They stole the body?","Did you follow the trail?" asked the major, waiving the question of rain or no rain.,"Why not? I have a profession and a small property. We love one another dearly, so I don't see what grounds she has for refusal.","I shall!" said David, and rose also.,Mrs. Shelly made him a pretty little bow.,"I know to what you allude," she said, after a pause. "Dido does manufacture the drug, but only for the cure of nervous headaches.","Upon my word, you're a classy young 'un," she grinned. "Come again soon and give us some more.",Patricia watched her disappear behind the big screen of the composition room, and then she turned excitedly to Elinor.,"How splendid!" said Patricia, glowing. "To think that we'll meet them here in town after all. Are they going to Rockham this summer?",They went up in the little box of an elevator, and as they got out, Bruce jingled his keys invitingly..