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"I'll put on my new bonnet," she promised, and trotted off to her room, smoothing the tails of her basque with eager fingers.,"Don't talk like this. You are at my table. There is a stranger" (here he bowed ceremoniously to Etwald) "or shall I say a friend, present!",The hours dragged heavily along in that house of mourning. The body of the dead man lay in the little chamber which looked out upon the laurel-encircled lawn. It was covered with a white sheet, the hands were folded upon the breast, and flowers had been laid thereon by the major. Over the face a handkerchief had been thrown, as the once handsome features were so discolored as to be absolutely repulsive to the sight. There was something terrible in the rigidity of the long form, stretched out so stiffly under the sheet. In the chamber candles were burning, and Jaggard was watching near the corpse. He was to watch throughout the night.,"Dido, is this true?","Do let her read it to us," begged Judith. "You chatter so, Miss Pat, that no one can get a word in edgewise.","Because I have just been talking about it with Dr. Etwald.",Miss Jinny, who was still enshrouded save for the torn veil, gave the last pat to Patricia's gauzes, and handed the pink silk cloak to the admiring maid, before she spoke. Then she looked Patricia over thoroughly and gave her husky chuckle.,"I'll learn what I can, at all events," retorted Jen; and in this unsatisfactory manner the conversation concluded. David retired to his room, and Jen went off to interview Isabella at The Wigwam.,"Then whom do you suspect?" asked Etwald, fixing his dark eyes on the major.,"I shall tell it to you," replied Jen, with some hesitation; "but I am afraid I shall give you pain.",David, grinning broadly, cast a rather sheepish glance at the hurrying throng.,"Um! He lub you. He told ole Dido so.".