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There was something implacable in it, too, an aversion almost as fierce as hate. "This is the necklace," he went on. "It was lost, you know. Where did you find it, Esther?" But suddenly Esther remembered she had a counter charge to make. "You have broken into this house," she said, "and taken it. If it is Aunt Patricia's, you have taken it from her."
There was an infectious courage and cheeriness about Patricia's words. Certainly Queen's had five points to their favour, but just as certainly York Hill would win! Up went the ball again and up went the spider-like centre's long arms, and away went the coveted ball in the wrong direction. Judith's heart sank this half was going to be just like the other how terrible!
Always the same reply; two men and a woman had been observed. When I finally reached the Greenwood cabin at Dunlap's Creek I learned I had gained a day because of Patricia's need for rest. She was an odd bundle of contradictions. She felt superior to frontier women, and how they would have smiled at the thought of recuperating after the easy travel from Salem to the creek!
Undressing slowly with the idea of lying down for a little while before facing her friends, Sally was interrupted for the second time that day by the unexpected appearance of her sister. On this occasion Alice's expression made any further discussion not only unnecessary but impossible. "Will you come with me, please, to Aunt Patricia's room?" she began at once.
"You've been soaking your brain in fiction till you can't see straight. Don't you meddle with Elinor's affairs unless she gives you permission. You'll only make her ridiculous." Judith, ignoring Patricia's pungent remarks, turned her calm eyes inquiringly to Elinor.
There was exceedingly little of the mountebank in him now; he kicked Patricia's portmanteau, frankly and viciously, as he stepped over it to lift his own. Holding this in one hand, John Charteris spoke, honestly: "Rudolph, I had a trifle underrated your resources.
"A hamlet of Hamlets," was Patricia's verdict as to Lichfield "whose actual tragedy isn't that their fathers were badly treated, but that they themselves are constitutionally unable to do anything except talk about how badly their fathers were treated." No, it was not altogether that these men were indolent.
In their half hour together Sally Ashton learned to appreciate for the rest of her life Aunt Patricia's value, learned to understand why Mrs. Burton cared for her so devotedly and considered her a tower of strength in adversity. In this uncertain world in which we live there are fair weather and foul weather friends.
Burton at once demanded, feeling suddenly disturbed by Miss Patricia's severe expression. "Surely nothing has happened to any one of the Camp Fire girls! I think I have noticed nearly all of them strolling about on deck in the past half hour." Gloomily Miss Patricia frowned. "I am not here to discuss with you the girls whom you are suppose to be chaperoning.
The flaming colour died from Patricia's face as suddenly as it had come, and with it the momentary fury. She stood gazing at her companion a moment, and when he looked up half terrified, half angry, she turned quickly and ran down a grass path, dropping her whip as she went. Christopher stood still, rubbing his smarting cheek gingerly, wondering vaguely what he would say if it showed.
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