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"Why?" said Maurice again.,"I am sure Miss Kendall has the best intentions possible to any agreeable young lady," she said in a hushed though ceremonious manner.,"So you see, we really need you. And you wouldn't have to wear anything very outlandish, you know," urged Patricia, ending up with her strongest argument. "And I'm sure Judy would love to be with Mrs. Shelly alone—they'd have so much more chance for talk together.","I did not know it, major. As I said before, his confession took me by surprise. Still, as I was innocent, I knew that I could not be hanged.","I know he is," replied the girl, quietly. "But, of course, I could never be his wife; the more so, as I fear him. But Dido wishes me to marry him.","Twice; and both times I refused to part with it. Failing to get it honestly, he stole it.","Well, Dido can do nothing," said Maurice, in a jesting tone, "unless you want her to forbid the banns.","I am certain of it," replied Maurice. "He employed Dido to steal it from you, as you refused to sell it. Listen, uncle, and I'll give you my reasons for this belief," and then Maurice told succinctly all that had taken place at The Wigwam during the afternoon.,"Still, in case," she insinuated with a giggle. "I don't think it would be such a bad sort of thing, do you, Norn?","Come here to me a minute!" he said quickly, and he turned me round and put his head down between my shoulders and held me so tight against his ear that I could hardly breathe.,"Exactly. Isabella Dallas, and none other, killed your boy Maurice.","Where did you take it to?" demanded Jen, baffled in one direction and trying another..