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"The devil-stick!" gasped Jen, pointing a shaking finger at the wall. "The devil-stick!","Wrong, missy. I no wish dat man.","He expected to be married last fall, but there was a hitch in getting out his book," said Mr. Hilton, as he finished his salad. "So he couldn't get away till last month.",It was Dido who spoke first. She noticed that the eyes of her mistress constantly strayed in the direction of "Ashantee," and with the jealousy begotten of deep affection, she guessed that the girl's thoughts were fixed upon the much-hated Maurice. At once she spoke reproachfully, and in the grotesque negro dialect, which, however, coming from Dido's mouth, inspired no one with merriment.,Patricia, with her mind wholly on her own absorbing business, gave scant attention.,"Battersea told you," stammered Arkel, amazed at his insight.,"And we are going?" she demanded breathlessly. "Oh, say that we are going, Elinor!","What was it like?" eagerly demanded Patricia. "It doesn't matter now, you know, if you tell. We won't tell, and it's too late, anyway, to make any difference.",Griffin, who was winking at her behind Elinor's back in a particularly portentous fashion, turned to the door.,"Who lost it there?" asked Sarby, abruptly.,To learn the truth, he thought it advisable to call at "The Wigwam" and interrogate Dido. With the evidence of Jaggard to go on, the major felt satisfied that he could by threatening her with arrest, force her into confessing the whole nefarious plot. Who had thieved the devil-stick? Who had slain Maurice? Who had stolen the body? Undoubtedly, Etwald was the villain who was guilty of all three crimes, and the evidence of Dido would be sufficient to convict him of the deeds.,"Melba in disguise?" mocked Elinor gayly..