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"Sounds like you were prescribing for yourself," retorted Judith with a flash of intuition. "You look just as——",She came and stood behind Patricia, her hands on her shoulders, eager and interested.,"Well, I declare, if you ain't just the same," said Miss Jinny, as Patricia piloted her through the crowds to the cab-stand.,"Jaggard!",Mrs. Shelly, with a kindly good-night to Bruce, trotted after them, fumbling with her watch pocket.,Bruce made a gesture of mock despair. "Heavens, I'm discovered!" he cried, with a twinkle. "Judy knows just what she's going to have for lunch, and there won't be any surprise, after all.","Why," said Arkel, fingering his fat chin, "it was raining, as you may remember on that night.",Both lads proved themselves worthy of Jen's goodness, and were soon in active exercise of the professions which they had chosen. Maurice joined a cavalry regiment and David was admitted to the bar. Then the major was thankful. His boys were provided for, and it only remained that each should marry some charming girl, and bring their families to gladden an old bachelor's heart at "Ashantee." The major had many day dreams of this sort; but alas! they were destined never to be fulfilled. In the summer of '95 Fate began her work of casting into dire confusion the hitherto placid lives of the two young men.,"So I understand; but did Dr. Etwald bring it to the house with him?","Now, my boy, I'm ready to tell--" Here Jen stopped and looked blankly at the wall.,"Do you feel stronger, Jaggard?" he asked.,David retired early to bed, as he was quite worn out with the anxieties of the day; but Jen was too grieved to sleep. He remained in the library, thinking over his great loss and wondering what wretch could have taken that young life. Toward twelve o'clock he went to the kitchen and had a short conversation with the policeman, who was a stupid, bucolic youth with no more brains than a pumpkin. Afterward he sought the chamber of death to see that Jaggard was not sleeping at his post. Finally, like the good old soldier he was, Jen went round the house to satisfy himself that the windows and doors were bolted and barred. All these things done, he returned to the library..