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After the young men had waved their last farewells from the car windows and the train had puffed its way out of the great arching dome, Patricia spoke her mind with her usual frankness. "The what, sir?" asked Jaggard, doubtfully. "Yes, the devil-stick. I got it from the assassin of Mr. Alymer!".
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Self-contained as ever, Etwald looked up at the wall near him, and seemed to be considering a decoration of savage arms, which looked barbaric and wild, between two oil-paintings. When Jen came back with the cigars, his gaze followed that of his guest, and he made a remark about the weapons. "Tell us your guess, doctor; as it interests me so nearly, I have a right to know." "The law, Major Jen?" said Mrs. Dallas, alarmed. "Perhaps I can even promise you that!" said Maurice, with a smile..
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