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"A poison-wand!" echoed Etwald, a sudden light showing in his cold eyes. "I never heard of such a thing." Surely no woman ever in all the world read such a letter as that, and no wonder my breath almost failed me. It was a love-letter in which the cold paper was turned into a heart that beat against mine, and I bowed my head over it as I wetted it with tears. I knew then that I had taken his coming back lightly; had fussed over it and been silly-proud of it; while not really caring at all. All that awful reducing my waist measure seemed just a lack of confidence in his love for me; he wouldn't have minded if I weighed five hundred pounds, I felt sure. He loved me—really, really, really; and I had sat and weighed him with a lot of men who were nothing more than amused by my chatter, or taken with my beauty, and who wouldn't have known such love if it were shown to them through a telescope. "H'm!" said Jen. "But seeing that you were so ill, was no one watching beside you?".
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"What is it?" asked the mother, devoured by curiosity. "Simply to a theory I have in my head. Jaggard was drugged, sir." "I guess you won't have to chloroform us to drag us there this time," she retorted. "I'm glad we're presentable, anyway. Aren't you thankful I made you put on your best duds, Norn? There's nothing like being contented when one feeds, and I couldn't partake of the stalled ox with any satisfaction in my old school rags." "I guessed as much," resumed Etwald, with a cold smile. "Now, it is strange--".
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