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"Because I overheard his apology to my mother for having put her handkerchief to such use," replied Isabella, with suspicious promptitude.,"I may be a believer in votes for women," she said solemnly, clasping her vanity case so hard that she unconsciously shattered its clasp. "I may be a yellow suffragist, as Judy calls me, but I must say, men can make things mighty comfortable for you.","I don't think so, my boy. Isabella loved Maurice, and to marry him she would have rebelled against her mother. But I daresay if you become engaged to her, Etwald will remove you also from his path.","I wonder what Miss Jinny will say to a costume?" Patricia said, her bright face clouding with the thought.,Patricia gave a gasp. "But he wore a turban and great whiskers!" she said, impulsively. "How in the world could you stand that?",The negress started and threw up her hands in surprise.,Patricia shook her head decisively.,"I can't exactly describe it. A rich, heavy, deadly sort of thing, likely, I should think, to dull the sharpest senses.","Now hold your breath as long as you can," he commanded, and it fitted my mood exactly to do so.,Patricia, abashed by being thus publicly admonished, murmured something about its being only the first dance, and not knowing many people, but Miss Jinny cut her short.,"It sounds like wedding bells to me!" she cried, gayly. "You and I don't hear alike, Ju. It sounds like wedding bells, and commencement essays, and checks for stories, and—and—and——","Whose death? Isabella's or Mrs. Dallas'?".