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 paper was there. The maids had not yet made their rounds; therefore Dee must have taken it up with hen Dee did not appear at breakfast, but at ten o'clock she ©

came down. Her face was weary and apathetic; her lithe —

body seemed to have Jost something of its peisa Sorely— compassionate and thrilling to the sense af seeret and —

adventurous matters Pat seized upon the first chance of speaking to her alone E

“Dee, did you take a newspaper from the weed-bex?” _ Dee's &

ssion was inscrutable.

“Yes.”

“The one Bobs was grouching about? I wanted to © see it.” 4 “You! The exclamation was pregnant with astonish- — ment and dismay.

Rt crystallised Pat's suspicion as te

Dee's motive in taling the paper. The older woman rese —

slowly, walked across the room and stared down inte the| thoughtful face of the younger. “What do you want —

that for?” Bobs is & nut,” said Dee Hstlessly. & that paper. I toreit up”
 * Just cassed curiosity.~

“There's nothing

“Dea, are you that way? “Nene of your business.” “Con tekd me when she was.” “Con's a cor.”

“She's tickled pink, I should think you” be” pa