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Doris Leighton laughed a rippling laugh that had no shade of the annoyance which Patricia felt rise hotly at Judith's rather pert question.,The major was prepared for this question, and as he did not intend that the visit of Isabella to the house should become known to the police, he answered it in a guarded fashion.,"I'll count ten, and then I'll go," she said to herself.,"The major! My guardian!" cried Alymer, quite thunderstruck. "Is he against me?","I'm going quick, Molly, with that laugh between us," Ruth said as she rose and took me into her arms again for just half a second, and before I could stop her she was gone.,"Why do you sing the death song?" asked Mrs. Dallas, opening her eyes,,"Don't be a muff," said Patricia briskly. "It's twice as good, don't you see, coming out this way? Here are eight people surprised all in a bunch, instead of merely Elinor and poor me. You've sprung it in the very nick of time, Infant.","I shall explain it when I make my speech for the defense.","Exactly. Isabella Dallas, and none other, killed your boy Maurice.","Oh!" said the major, in a satirical tone. "You found it? Where?","For the very simple reason that Miss Dallas is of a delicate and nervous constitution," said Etwald. "If she does not marry Mr. Alymer, with whom she is in love, she may die. I quite forget that I should speak in the past tense now, major. Mr. Alymer is dead, and Miss Dallas may pine away of grief. It was to prevent such a catastrophe from occurring that I surrendered my claim to her hand.","More's the pity," sighed Jen, leaning upon the shoulder of Sarby; "but you cherish no anger in your heart now?".