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CHAPTER XVII FAREWELL TO THE STUDIO "Him great man!" said Dido, solemnly. "Him berry--berry great!" Naturally the tragic end of the counsel for the defense created a great sensation. The trial was brought to an abrupt conclusion, the court was cleared, and the body of the dead man taken to the residence of Major Jen. In his rooms at Deanminster was found the confession signed by him, and which was substantially the same as that which he had made in court. At once--after the formalities of the law had been observed--Dr. Etwald was set at liberty on the charge of murder..
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"You take care, missy! Obi! dat not nonsense!" said Dido, in a threatening tone. "It's cleared off, after all," he said. "It's going to be a ripping fine day tomorrow." Patricia occupied herself getting her tools from the convenient shelf on her own locker, hoping that the talk was not to end there. Once I got so discouraged at the idea of having all this misery in this life that I mingled tears with the beads of perspiration that rolled down my cheeks, and she snatched me out of those steaming wrappings in less time than it takes to tell it, soused me in a tub of cold water, fed me with a chicken wing and mashed potatoes, and the information that I was "good-looking enough for anybody to eat up alive without all this foolishness," all in a very few seconds. Now I have to beg her to help me, and I heard her tell her nephew, who does the gardening, that she felt like an undertaker with such goings-on. At any rate, if it all kills me it won't be my fault if people tell untruths in saying that I was "beautiful in death.".
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