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There was a disconcerting silence, while Judith breathed hard and kept her eyes glued on Miss Green. "She was fearfully angry and warned me that if I said a word about the theft of the devil-stick I would be in danger of hanging my own mother." "And the plain conclusion of the whole affair," soliloquized Jen, "is that Mrs. Dallas must have stolen the devil-stick, must have murdered Maurice, and must have drugged Jaggard for the purpose of completing her devilish work by stealing my poor boy's body. But her reason?".
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"I'm going to write!" she declared, dramatically waving the stocking about. "This is truly inspiring!" When riding homeward after this interesting conversation, the major could not but admit to himself that Arkel had brightened up wonderfully in his intellects since first taking charge of the case. The man was not brilliant, not even clever; yet in the present instance he displayed more readiness of resource than Jen would have given him credit for. The theory of the drugging was worthy of investigation, and the major determined to see if anything could be discovered likely to support this view of the matter. He still held to his belief in Jaggard's honesty, for it was incredible that an old servant of thirty years' standing should turn traitor at once; but he thought it probable that someone might have taken him by surprise and drugged him. But as the window was closed the person in question must have been concealed in the room. Here Jen's train of thought became confused. "Certainly not," rejoined Etwald, with something like a sneer; "but you are also no detective." "It's your affair, Norn," she demurred. "You ought to do the talking.".
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