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Bruce pinched her cheek, with a tolerant laugh. "And who stole the devil-stick?" asked Etwald, coolly. "If I forget not, major, you asked me the other day if I did." Another light was let in on Jen's mind. Here was the handkerchief again--perfumed with the devil-stick decoction of poison by Dido, applied by the hand of Etwald, and its design was evidently to keep Jaggard in a state of stupor and prevent him from, making dangerous disclosures. Dido and Etwald once more in partnership. Jen was more convinced than ever that the pair were at the bottom of the whole terrible affair..
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"It doesn't seem to come right," said Patricia, rumpling her hair with the back of one soiled hand and staring ruefully at the lumpy, meaningless group of two stiff figures in modeling-wax that stood stolidly on a thick little board on top of the piano stool. As the janitor padded away to the domestic portion of the basement to fetch his smiling wife, Griffin added to Patricia, "They're an awfully good sort. You don't mind, do you?" "Mrs. Dallas?" cried David, starting from his seat. "Did she steal the devil-stick?" Doris Leighton, with a rather flushed face, leaned forward as Patricia spoke and touched her on the shoulder..
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