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He paused, waiting for his ward to make some reply in defense of his conduct. The young man neither moved nor spoke, but, paler than usual, he stood before the major with his eyes on the ground. More in sorrow than in anger, Jen looked at him, then turned on his heel with a shrug, and walked into the house. David looked after him with quivering lips.,"No, doctor! I am too weary to frame theories at this hour of the night. But, no doubt, Mr. Inspector yonder, can--",Groans of relief sounded from the side of the room whence the voice had come, and there was a general giggle.,As she spoke a gong sounded from beyond the closed door of a nearby class room; there was sound of movement and subdued voices, then the door swung grudgingly and a number of students of various ages with smudged hands and soiled aprons came straggling out into the dim corridor, laden with canvases and drawings to be stowed in the long line of lockers that stretched on either side of the hallway.,"Perhaps I can even promise you that!" said Maurice, with a smile.,This has been a happy night, in which I betrothed myself to Alfred, though he doesn't know it yet. I am going to take it as a sign that life for us is going to be brilliant and gay, and full of laughter and love.,"I have an excellent excuse," interrupted David, rising.,"Wake up, old lady," cried Patricia. "There's the gong, and we must fly.","Ask him," repeated Mrs. Dallas.,"As to that," replied Etwald, with deliberation, "I foretell that Miss Dallas may get ill from perfectly natural signs. She was in love with Alymer; she is of a highly excitable and nervous character, so it is easy to know that unless great care is exercised her brain may be affected.","And who stole the devil-stick?" asked Etwald, coolly. "If I forget not, major, you asked me the other day if I did.","Yes, but I was wrong; I made a mistake.".