"Don't speak to me, you scoundrel, until you tell me what you have done with the body of my boy.",
Patricia, meek in experience of past failure, covered her work and put it safely away.,
Elinor promised, smiling at Patricia's vehemence, and went off with her canvas, securely wrapped against curious eyes, held firmly in one gray-gloved hand..
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