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"Yes," replied Maurice, deliberately. "I suspect Dido, the negress." As they went back to the flower-decked sitting-room, Judith edged close to whisper in her ear. "Swear," said he, "that you will not marry Isabella Dallas until you have discovered and punished the murderer of Maurice." For the next two days Major Jen stayed in his house and watched over the corpse of David. It was laid out in what had been the young man's bedchamber, surrounded by burning candles, and with pale flowers of virginal whiteness scattered on the bed. The whole scene was but a repetition of that which had taken place when Maurice had died. Both young men had perished from the effects of the infernal African poison. Both had perished in the bloom of youth; and on the right hand of each was the fatal wound which had corrupted the blood. But the corpse of David was here. The corpse of Maurice, where? Only Dr. Etwald could answer the question, and he, released on the charge of murder, was now out on bail for the theft of the corpse..