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"Why do you sing the death song?" asked Mrs. Dallas, opening her eyes, "I guessed as much," resumed Etwald, with a cold smile. "Now, it is strange--" "Isn't she lovely?" she demanded in a thrilling whisper of Elinor, who had slipped into her things and was already at the door. "My dear Major Jen:.