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"The Voodoo stone," echoed Jen, much puzzled. "And what may that be?" "From whom?" "I wish I could kiss you, you old angel," she said, irrelevantly. "Let's lay in our pemmican, and hustle back for a seat in the parquet circle. I'm dying to look them over and see who's who and what's what before I make any more breaks." "Ah!" said Sarby, walking toward the door, "you will know the reason when you learn the truth!".