"Pooh, I shan't mind how criss-cross he is," declared Patricia valiantly. "I'm only the rankest greenhorn, anyway. He can't expect me to be a Rodin.",
"Be more explicit, man," he said sternly. "What do you mean by Mrs. Dallas' place? The house or the grounds?",
"What!" David made a step forward and stared at the wall. His face was quite pale, and his hands trembled in spite of his efforts to control himself..
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