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"Partly, Miss Dallas, and partly to see you; also this gentleman.","Impossible! For what reason?",David was taken aback by this strange speaking.,"You may laugh, but it's true, all the same," said Judith decisively. "And I'll prove it to you all before long—see if I don't.","I am disgusted with her, too," said Mrs. Dallas, indorsing the major's exclamation.,"Nothin' else," retorted the tramp sullenly. "My father was black, an' my mother she was white; an' they weren't married. I was brought up in Battersea parish, so I took that name, I did, not havin' any right to another name.","It pleases you to be mysterious, David. Shortly I shall insist upon an explanation.","She is something more than that in Barbadoes.","See how the sunset catches on the big cross on the tower!" said Patricia softly. "It's the only thing up there in the sky that answers the sun's signaling.","Ah! you know who committed the first of the crimes," cried Jen, seizing the young girl's arm. "Confess. It was Dr. Etwald who stole the wand of sleep.","Or her," added the major. "For all I know that black witch may have something to do with the crime. Likely enough, if she knows how to manipulate the devil-stick.",Patricia retreated to the tree, and Doris stood with one hand clutching the cloak and the light strong on her face. She looked more beautiful than ever to Patricia's friendly eyes, and there was a calm strength in her manner that awed while it comforted her. All consciousness of herself was gone, and, Patricia felt, gone forever, and in its place a quiet courage that spoke of conquered pride and vanity and selfishness. Doris Leighton had found herself..