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"Do you think that someone has stolen the stick, Maurice?" said the major. "Someone from outside, I mean." "What I say, Mr. Alymer! You--admire Miss Dallas?" "Oh, Miss Pat!" she cried in an ecstasy. "I've made good, and I can write to Bruce and tell him!".
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"Only half an hour," replied Lady Meg, in a low, grave voice. "I should have waited in any case until your return, as I have something important to say to you." "But there must be," insisted Etwald, cruelly. "Alymer died of poison, and it must be proved that such was the case. Then we may learn if he perished from the poison of the devil-stick. Afterward you must get a detective to search for the person who stole it from your smoking-room. Once he or she is found, and the assassin of your poor friend will be in custody." They were all rather serious for a silent moment, and then Patricia spoke. Her clear voice was rather low and timid, but her eyes were shining. "Yes. You owe it to me--your second father--to tell the truth. You owe it to your dead brother's memory--for assuredly Maurice was your brother.".
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