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"Oh, what about Dido and her meeting you?",CHAPTER VI. A STRANGE OCCURRENCE.,"No. I believe he found the devil-stick as he says. Within the grounds of Mrs. Dallas, mind you!",Accustomed as an old campaigner to sleep lightly. Major Jen was on his feet in an instant, and again heard that terrible shriek. It seemed to come from the direction of the high-road, and thinking that some evil was being done, Jen, without loss of time, raced across the lawn and into the avenue. In a few minutes he arrived at the gate, and stepped out into the white and dusty road: a black mass was lying some distance down, and toward this ran Jen with an indefinable sense of evil clutching at his heartstrings. The black mass proved to be the body of a man, cold and still. Jen turned the corpse over and recoiled. The dead man was Maurice Alymer.,"I am a skeptic, also," said David, with a laugh. "And you?","But how do you know it isn't David's?" persisted Judith, as she gathered up her letters. "We never asked David when his birthday came, did we?","Pooh! they're as stupid as the rest," thought Patricia contemptuously, and she let her attention wander, studying the various ghosts, making mental notes as to height and size for future reference.,"She may be, major. There is a warrant out against her for perjury.",Elinor and Judith were very enthusiastic over the intent, studious figure that bent over its book in such lifelike fashion.,CHAPTER XII. THE STRANGE PERFUME.,Mrs. Dallas was about to speak, when the negress silenced her with a look, and raised her head proudly.,He walked meditatively down to the gates, and here, on the high-road, his thoughts led him to a sudden conclusion respecting the coming conversation with Miss Dallas. Without much consideration he retraced his steps rapidly, and sought out David in his room. Then and there he asked him a question which was of vital importance..