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"That may be," rejoined Etwald, taking a seat, "but I can not be sure. You see neither you nor I know anything of the poison which was in the handle of that African instrument. It--" David raised his head and looked at the major, at the doctor, at the inspector. Seeing from her looks that she was too distraught to be argued with, Jen led her out of the library and into the dead man's room. Then he uttered a cry, which was echoed by a wild shriek from the girl..
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"Hardly," replied Jen, a trifle spitefully. "You have lost the Voodoo stone, remember." She said good-night absently, and Patricia, watching her hurry down the frosty street, found herself wondering at the subtle barrier that she could feel so keenly, while she yet tried to disbelieve. "And what about me?" said David. "You forget that I am a third player. Come, Etwald, you have prophesied about Maurice; now read my fate." "Aha, missy," said she, in deep, guttural tones, "you tink ob dat yaller-ha'r'd man!".
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