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Dinner was long over, Judith's lessons done and bed-time come, when at last Patricia hurried down to the long parlor where Doris sat in the dim light.,Dido shrugged her shoulders.,"Because Maurice was an unusually heavy man," replied the major, "and he could not have been carried off--that is, his body could not have been carried off," he corrected, with a sigh, "unless by two men. There may have been three, for all I know. But what is the meaning of it all?" cried Jen, in bewildered dismay. "Why was the poor lad's body stolen?","How do I know who is guilty?" snapped Jen. "I wish I did! I'd hang him or her. But this black wretch and her confounded mistress have to do with the death of my poor boy, I am certain.","What did he wish to see you about?","Perhaps I can even promise you that!" said Maurice, with a smile.,"It doesn't seem to come right," said Patricia, rumpling her hair with the back of one soiled hand and staring ruefully at the lumpy, meaningless group of two stiff figures in modeling-wax that stood stolidly on a thick little board on top of the piano stool.,"Good girl, Judith!" cried Patricia, pulling the stool with its burden nearer to the light. "I'll plunge in right away and get it blocked in tonight. Do you know where I put that other package of modeling-wax, Elinor?","Shall we go on or wait for him here?" asked Isabella in a whisper.,"I don't feel that way at all—" began Judith, but their murmured comments halted at Bruce's next words.,Patricia shook her head decisively.,"I'll let you open the door—for luck, Judy," he said, holding out a key. "See if you can guess which door it belongs to.".