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"Moonlight nights and lonesomely," I answered before I could stop myself, and what happened then was worse than any cyclone. He got white for a minute and just looked at me as if I was an insect stuck on a pin, then gave a short little laugh and turned to the table.,"Oh, Patricia!" she cried in Patricia's ear, but the words died into the tempest.,"I have seen it," corrected Etwald, with professional calmness, "the poor fellow is dead, major--dead from blood-poisoning.",CHAPTER XXI. A NINE DAYS' WONDER.,Patricia was silent, weighing this suggestion. They both broke into negation at once as they reached their own front door.,"He guessed as much from the circumstance that the body was carried through your grounds to the lane where the carriage was waiting. You know, major, that this tramp is rather stupid, and it is not an easy thing for him to put two and two together.","Who--who--told you?" stammered the young man, as pale as death.,"I think it's in the basement," said Elinor dubiously, "but I don't believe we can buy things there. We'd have to go out, anyway, I'm afraid.","I never said a word about his nose," cried Judith, relieved to evade the real topic. "I'd be more polite than to criticize his linny-ments like that.","But that is ridiculous," said he. "The commission of a crime presupposes a motive. Now what motive had Dido to kill your friend?","No. I believe he found the devil-stick as he says. Within the grounds of Mrs. Dallas, mind you!",Elinor sighed in deep content..