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"The March Hare?" queried Patricia, much elated by this exhilarating society, and wishing more ardently than ever that she were fitted for this fascinating class. "I shall explain when Dido stops her howling," said Jen, quite undisturbed. "I declare if I ain't a firm believer in fairies after this," she said with frank affection. "There isn't anything prettier nor sweeter in the whole ball, I'll warrant!".
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They continued to watch the pair, and saw Dido throw herself at the feet of Etwald, who raised his hand over her in a threatening manner. He pointed into the wood with an imperious gesture, and in a slinking attitude the usually stately Dido passed out of sight into the little path down which Isabella had come to meet Maurice. When the gleam of her red dress disappeared Etwald wiped his face and walked briskly up the avenue toward the young couple. "About that, sir. I lighted it just after dinner, while you and the major were over your wine, so to speak, sir." The brow of Sarby grew black, and in his turn he rose to his feet. Judith, ignoring Patricia's pungent remarks, turned her calm eyes inquiringly to Elinor..
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