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"He took away the body of Mr. Alymer, and you helped him?" "You girls are angels to wait for me till the very last moment," chatted Elinor, stuffing her things into her locker recklessly. "I hated to run the risk of not going to the station, but, oh, it was worth it!" "A discovery. What is it?".
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That it was a crime he was certain, for there was no reasonable idea to suppose that Maurice had committed suicide. He had left for Deanminster hardly three hours before, full of health and spirits; and now he was dead. A dead body, a lonely road--all the evidence of an atrocious assassination having been committed, and not one trace of the assassin. Undoubtedly the twice-uttered cry had come from Maurice, and as Jen had raced out of the house after the first time he heard it, he must have reached his boy almost immediately after he died; before, so to speak, the body had time to grow cold. Yet the strange part of the affair was that the body was cold, and that there did not seem to be any wound whereby the murder could have been achieved. "I hope you don't hate me?" said Maurice, rather annoyed. "No, dat only drib away bad debbils. But you scratch de skin with one leetle bit of it, and you die, die, die!" "I think it is my fault," said Isabella, hastily. "I remarked that Dido was always agitated when you came to this house.".
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