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"Can't she let the poor man rest in his grave?" said Jen, wrathfully. "It is all through her opposition to the match that this has come about!","Major," she said, when somewhat out of breath he had taken his seat beside her in the summer-house, "although I relate what inculpates my mother, it is to save her that I do so. Both she and I are in a net woven by Dido.",,"In what direction?","So I hear; and he is in town, as Mr. Alymer told me to-night. But what are you going to do about the matter, major?",They sat in absolute silence, absently watching the occupants of the now nearly deserted tables straggle out in twos and threes, until the room was quite empty, and Patricia could bear it no longer.,"Implicitly! I tell you she is ignorant and superstitious. Come what may, she is convinced that your marriage with Isabella means her own death; so you may rest assured, Maurice, that she will never, never accept you as her son-in-law.","It must be hard on her," acquiesced Patricia. "Why didn't she get something else to do?","I shall never be free," said Isabella, proudly.,The girl, who was unknown to them both, addressed them impartially.,"Not Dido. Oh!" cried Isabella, in a tone of anguish, "it was my mother.","I know it. I sent for them.".