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However, fortune favored him, and to state the truth, fortune rather astonished him; for upon arriving within the grounds of Mrs. Dallas, the major met with Isabella herself. In a light-colored dress, with sunshade and straw hat, she was strolling down the walk which led to the gate. On coming up with Jen, he was surprised to see that her manner was calm and collected; in all respects different from that displayed during the frenzy of the midnight visit. He could hardly believe that she was the same girl.,"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.,"I, massa! Ole Dido she do nuffin. Massa Maurice he die Voodoo! Oh, yes.","There," said Jen, pointing to the inanimate form of his old servant. "He is asleep or dead.","Well, I was not quite myself, major, in the first place; and in the second I missed Dido!","Well, I didn't want you to expect too much," she said, with a gentle impatience. "If I'd praised it too much, you'd have been disappointed with the thing itself.","Ah!" replied Jen, in a meaning tone. "Tell me that and I'll have the assassin of our dear Maurice within the walls of Deanminster jail before the year is twenty-four hours older.","Me don't know what debble-stick is. I no touch him.","To tell you that we are going away.",Elinor responded promptly.,"True, doctor," remarked Jen, keeping his eyes fixed upon the swart face of the other, "and is that all you have to say?","Read it for yourselves," she smiled, tossing the sheet across the table. "My time's about up. It's criticism morning in the portrait class, and I want to get a lot more done before Mr. Benton comes.".