Trout's Treasure - Deep Water

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"You are looking at that thing, Maurice?" said he, wonderingly. "Now that is strange.",Miss Jinny nodded. "She'd work her to death, anyway," she agreed. "She's mighty inhuman under her soft outside. Her help don't hear much of her purry ways, I can tell you. That's why they're always leaving. No, Mrs. Hand won't do." She sighed in perplexity. "I wish we were well enough off to keep her ourselves. I've taken a liking to her quiet ways, and I'd enjoy having her about, I'm sure. Most country girls are so loud and clumping that I've never wanted help before, but she's mighty different.","Obi say dat to me. Your mudder black.","Assuredly. You loved Maurice--","Because the man has some power over her. What that power may be, I know no more than you do. Although," added Jen, with an afterthought, "you may be able to explain.","It isn't anything to kill for, Miss Pat," she rippled. "It's merely the Academy ball that takes place next week——","You'll hurt her feelings, Miss Pat," protested Elinor, as Judith's dignified back disappeared into her own room and the door closed firmly. "She doesn't mean to be boastful.","When will you return?","I hate to go, don't you?" she said, as they came out into the corridor, which was dimmer than ever in the sparsely lit twilight. "I love— Oh, how you made me jump!" she cried, starting back as a figure stepped from the alcove by the street entrance.,"Well, no, major. On second thought I do not think it is wise to couple those two words as yet. The thief may not be the murderer, and--but what can I say?" broke off Etwald, suddenly. "As yet we know nothing. It is late, now, major, and I must get back. Shall I give information to the police?","Go ahead, if you can do it," said a masculine voice at her elbow. "The Academy won't object, I'm sure.","No. I believe he found the devil-stick as he says. Within the grounds of Mrs. Dallas, mind you!".