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Patsy had no difficulty with her construction until she came to the final curtain; here she hesitated. She might trail off to find King Midas and square Billy with him, or the curtain might drop leaving her right center, wishing both lads "God-speed."
In passing through the hall, the girls met Miss Grundy, who had just come from Patsy's room. As soon as she saw Mary, she said, "Clap on your bonnet quick, and run as fast as ever you can to Miss Thornfield's. Dr. Gilbert has gone there, and do you tell him to come here right away, for Patsy is dreadful sick, and has fits all the time."
It mattered little what happened to him if he could only save his David, his dear, kind big brother, who would never have thought of doing wrong had it not been for those wicked men who had led him astray. Patsy feared those men mightily. He knew their anger would be terrible should they discover how their plan had been frustrated.
"Partner, you were wonderful in that last set!" said Patricia, as they moved off together to offer their congratulations to their conquerors. "Patsy," said her partner, in a low voice, "as ever, you are superb in defeat as in victory. Superb, unapproachable, wonderful." "Anything else, Vic?" inquired Patsy, grinning at the youth.
He had other things to think about bright, young, heart-stirring things that danced and glistened, flitting up before him just as a sudden wind-gust may for a moment turn a petal-strewn garden path all rosy. But, to make up for such ingrate forgetfulness, Patsy thought a good deal. She knew no woman could have helped knowing the fact of Stair's devotion.
"You seem educated," said Patsy thoughtfully; "therefore you must have come from a good family." "That does not seem conclusive," replied Thursday Smith, deprecatingly, "although I naturally hope my family was respectable. I have been inclined to resent the fact that none of my friends or relatives has ever inquired what became of me." "Are you sure they have not?"
"It would be a just line, in that case," said Patsy; "so I'm sure he wouldn't do it." The jailer had come to take the prisoner back to his cell. He smiled whimsically at Miss Doyle's speech and remarked: "There's always one side to kick, Miss, whichever way the judge decides. It was only Solomon who could satisfy everybody." "Clear the room!" shouted the bailiff.
"Tell me the worst!" begged Elizabeth Denton, her face pale and tensely drawn. "Why, I cannot do that, you see," replied Patsy, "because the worst hasn't happened yet; nor can I tell you the best, because a wound is such an uncertain thing. It was a shell, you know, that exploded behind him, and Dr. Gys thought it made a rather serious wound. Mr.
"But she never was here," shouted Travis. "Yes, I was," contradicted Patsy. "And she sneaked off in the morning with the jewels," growled the manager. "And I trailed over the country for four days, trying to find the girl in a brown suit that he'd described said she was on her way to Arden. I'd give a doggoned big cigar to know where you was all that time."
"And Patsy has the house to look after," added the Major, complacently. Uncle John gave a snort of contempt. "For an unreasonable man, show me an Irishman," he remarked. "Here you've been telling me how Europe is an education and a delight, and in the next breath you deliberately deprive your little daughter, whom you pretend to love, of the advantages she might gain by a trip abroad! And why?
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