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"Half-an-hour will be sufficient," said the major, in a serious voice. "I wish you to tell me what took place on the night you were drugged.",CHAPTER IV. VOODOO! VOODOO!,"Now hold your breath as long as you can," he commanded, and it fitted my mood exactly to do so.,Elinor smiled ruefully. "And I'd like to swap with you," she said. "I'd much prefer a quiet time like I had in the head class this morning, or an agreeable time like you had, to anything riotous.","All you know!" repeated Jen, in a startled tone. "About this crime?",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?",Mrs. Dallas was about to speak, when the negress silenced her with a look, and raised her head proudly.,"A poison-wand!" echoed Etwald, a sudden light showing in his cold eyes. "I never heard of such a thing.",Judith recovered sufficiently to take notice.,"Time's up!" cried Patricia, jumping up. "Be on hand at the next rest, angel child. Come in the clay room 'immejit' the gong rings," and she hurried off, humming a gay little song.,"It would seem so from this veracious history the major is telling us, said Etwald, with irony.,"Why, what about David?".