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"Pray don't ask it," said Isabella, better informed by Etwald's glance as to his purpose. "It will only give you pain.","But she can't be very far away," said Jen, hopefully. "I saw her in Deanminster, and thought she had gone there with a message from you.","Oh, Patricia!" she cried in Patricia's ear, but the words died into the tempest.,Patricia grinned. "You two geniuses understand each other, I see. Might a humdrum mortal remind you that David is just about sliding into the train shed at this moment?","Yes; he is in love with you.",When the last verse had been read and the laughter died down, Griffin raised her voice again.,They continued to watch the pair, and saw Dido throw herself at the feet of Etwald, who raised his hand over her in a threatening manner. He pointed into the wood with an imperious gesture, and in a slinking attitude the usually stately Dido passed out of sight into the little path down which Isabella had come to meet Maurice. When the gleam of her red dress disappeared Etwald wiped his face and walked briskly up the avenue toward the young couple.,"What do you mean?" cried Jen, his curiosity getting the better of his anger. "Is it possible that you believe in the innocence of this man?","And you refuse to aid me," said the major, reproachfully; "well, keep your secret, I may be able to do without your help. But," added Jen, fixing a piercing glance on the young man, "I notice that you do not ask me the name of the person who drugged Jaggard.","Yes. I intend to have Dr. Etwald arrested.","As to that," he said, "we are by no means certain that they are the same.",Patricia stamped her foot in vexation. "What do you mean?" she cried. "You're the most exasperating——".