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"Do you think that someone has stolen the stick, Maurice?" said the major. "Someone from outside, I mean." Griffin nodded. "Tabby March, you know. The young woman who paints pussies. Used to go here three years ago, before she'd arrived. She was a wild one, I can tell you." "You are not my guest," retorted Jen, furiously..
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"I studied with Bruce Haydon last summer," she said. "He got me in here." "Well, Etwald," cried the major, when he saw the tall form of the doctor at the door, "have you seen him?" "I can guess what she said," interrupted Jen, hastily. "No more of this till after dinner, my dear lad. Then I'll explain all." At this moment the footman appeared in answer to the bell, and in obedience to his master's peremptory order left the room again for the purpose of bringing in old Battersea for examination. While waiting, neither Lady Meg nor the major spoke, as they both considered, and truly, that nothing further could be said until the truth was forced from the tramp. Then the present aspect of the case might change, and an important step might be taken toward the solution of the mystery..
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