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"Ho! yis. It berry strong, dat smell. Too much of it kill--kill--kill!" "I, massa! Ole Dido she do nuffin. Massa Maurice he die Voodoo! Oh, yes." CHAPTER XIX. FURTHER EVIDENCE..
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"He mounted the carriage-box and drove off. It appears that there was no coachman." "Do you know that it's Sunday morning, and I ought to be reading my two chapters?" she demanded severely. "This town life is making me forget my religion already, and as for you, you worldly-minded young sinner, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, beguiling me with your heathenish dance parties. Go along now and let me get my mind in order again." Elinor gave her a reassuring squeeze. "Don't be afraid, Miss Pat. I won't give away your dark secrets to anyone till you want me to. You'll tell David, won't you?" "I hab seen dat," replied Dido, nodding her head. "Black blood in youse, an' I can do Obi on you. I send your spirit to de house of Massa Jen. You tell me ob de debble-stick.".
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