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Elinor gave her a loving look, and Patricia, appropriating a corner of her big muff, gave her hand a surreptitious squeeze.,"Then whom do you suspect?" asked Etwald, fixing his dark eyes on the major.,Judith, who had muffled the sparkling stream of Patricia's nonsense, drew her hand away with a little squeal.,"What are those reasons?","A poison-wand!" echoed Etwald, a sudden light showing in his cold eyes. "I never heard of such a thing.",Etwald came immediately from Deanminster in company with Arkel, whom this last extraordinary event took entirely by surprise. He questioned Sampson--the young policeman left in charge--he searched the chamber of death, stepped out of the window and across the lawn toward the belt of laurels which divided the lawn from a winding and tortuous lane. This, a tenebrous pathway even in the noonday, slipped eel-like through darkling trees to emerge into the high road a quarter of a mile away. Arkel was so long absent that Jen could only surmise that he had gone into this outward darkness, and on the inspector's return it appeared that the major was right in his conjecture. Furthermore Arkel brought back certain news.,Then, suddenly as it had come, the storm passed, trailing dark, yellow-gray, ragged clouds in its wake. The light came back and the awed girls at the little window saw below them in the emerald meadows, wide ugly yellow splotches that grew as they looked, meeting other growing patches of swirling yellow water from the lanes and roads. Trees showed fresh wounds and masses of broken branches clotted the discolored waters of the brook. Birds called excitedly and flew exultantly about in the limpid air. The sun flung gay greens and golds. The storm was past.,"What does she want to see me about?" asked Jen, coldly.,Judith's voice came plaintively from her room.,"Oh, you may laugh, Miss Pat. But all the same, I'd know. I could tell by the little things that you grown-ups don't notice.","Inside the gate," asked Jen, "or outside, on the road?","I have a postscript to add," smiled Bruce. "Sometimes, as you know, the postscript is of great importance.".