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"Humph! Didn't the doctor think it strange that he should find it there?" Yet Jen knew what he was about, and he was acting merely in accordance with an agreement he had made with Sarby. After that memorable interview in the library, when Etwald was accused and arrested, Arkel took away his prisoner in custody by virtue of the warrant, and left Major Jen alone with the counsel for the defense. The assassin--so-called--and Inspector Arkel left the room; they left the house. When the sound of Etwald's carriage--for he went to Deanminster jail in his own brougham--had died away in the distance, Jen, who had hitherto kept silence, raised his head and looked at David. "I don't believe in that rubbish, David, and I should be very sorry to think you did." "Mr. Maurice! God, sir, what does this mean?" he cried, aghast with sudden horror..