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"There was; but it was all dried up." Patricia dropped back instantly to her usual manner. "Patricia, he'll hear you!" gasped the scandalized Judith..

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She turned to receive the congratulations that crowded on her, and Patricia, with a gay little ripple of amusement, watched the slender childish figure straighten to its utmost height and assume an air of grave affability as Judith responded to her ovation. The girls looked at one another in shamed silence. The actual discovery of the deception was so much more disconcerting than they had foreseen. They seemed to visualize Doris Leighton as she tore those guilty fragments and hid them in the rubbish, and the sight sickened them. "Female!" cried Patricia. "I like that! There are as many men as there are girls, aren't there, Elinor? You're shockingly ignorant, young man." "It isn't anything to kill for, Miss Pat," she rippled. "It's merely the Academy ball that takes place next week——".