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Jen frowned. "Come here to me a minute!" he said quickly, and he turned me round and put his head down between my shoulders and held me so tight against his ear that I could hardly breathe. CHAPTER VIII. A CRY IN THE NIGHT..

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Patricia, Hannah Ann, and the Haldens met on the blue rug, and Patricia was the first to find her voice. Jen was about to explain when he remembered the necessity of keeping silent concerning the visit of Isabella to the house. Lastly Etwald. It is difficult to describe the indescribable. He was austere in face, like Dante, with hollow cheeks, and a pallid hue which told of midnight studies. If he had passions, they could not be discerned in his features. Eye and mouth and general expression were like a mask. What actually lay behind that mask no one ever knew, for it was never off. His slightly hollow chest, his lean and nervous hands, and a shock of rather long, curling hair, tossed from a high forehead, gave Etwald the air of a student. But there was something sinister and menacing in his regard. He looked dangerous and more than a trifle uncanny. Physically, mentally, morally he was an enigma to the bovine inhabitants of Deanminster and Hurstleigh. "Now you've done it!" cried Judith in distress. "She knows all about it, and I meant it for a surprise! Oh dear!".