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"Mrs. Dallas," said David, faintly. "It was Mrs. Dallas.","Now for a sight of the dislocated gentleman," said Elinor gayly. "And then for the great event.",Major Jen sprang to his feet with a loud cry. This information that Battersea was the criminal took him so utterly by surprise that for the moment he was tongue-tied. Then, when he recalled the feeble and emaciated form of the old tramp, when he recollected his weak intelligence, he altogether declined to believe that such a creature, one so wanting in activity, could have conceived and executed a triple crime--the theft of the devil-stick, the murder of Maurice, the stealing of the body. Battersea had not sufficient craft or strength to do such things. With a shrug of his shoulders the major resumed his seat.,"No, no! I hope not," cried Jen, horrified at the idea.,"I'm awfully glad," said Patricia, recovering herself first and beginning to realize the joyfulness of the astounding news. "Let me tell them, will you?","What is it?",The newcomer raised her pale eyebrows. "Absent-minded as ever, I see, Howes," she said with a whimsical sort of fondness in her peculiar voice. "Better run off to the head class before you forget where you're due.",The sound of running water outside their shelter gradually forced its way into the tumult. The road was a yellow waterway; the brook tore above the limit of its deep banks into a widening saffron river among the green meadows, which showed in the ghastly light in crude and ugly colors.,The brow of Sarby grew black, and in his turn he rose to his feet.,"What's Bruce doing here?" asked Patricia, as they resigned themselves to the inevitable and prepared to await the event.,"'He or she,'" repeated Jen, slowly. "Dido I mentioned; but 'he!' who is 'he?'","How do you know there were more than one?" asked Etwald, in a jesting tone..