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The bed was empty--the corpse was gone. Major Jen sustained the burden of conversation, for Maurice was absent-minded, and David, physiognomically inclined, was silently attempting to read the inscrutable countenance of Etwald. As for this latter, he sat smoking, with his brilliant eyes steadily fixed upon Maurice. The young man felt uneasy under the mesmeric gaze of the doctor, and kept twisting and turning in his seat. Finally he broke out impatiently in the midst of the major's babble, and asked Etwald a direct question. "Because I had one, Dido.".
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Jen rose to leave the room, more wounded than he chose to confess. "Not at all," rejoined Jen, coldly. "I can understand her reason for telling the lie. She wanted to shield--" "Dido," cried Mrs. Dallas, in a trembling voice, "is this true?" "Going away, and where, may I ask?".
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