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"And she--she----",There was a disconcerting silence, while Judith breathed hard and kept her eyes glued on Miss Green.,"But Jaggard?" asked David, rising stiffly from his chair.,"Woman," cried Jen, with energy, "no one but you could manufacture the poison with which the devil-stick was filled.",Patricia was only too glad to give in. "That makes it perfectly simple, then," she said gratefully. "I'm tremendously obliged to you for helping me out.","To be queen of the black witches of Obi, no doubt. Faugh!",Patricia laughed and blushed with pleasure, preening herself a little and stretching on tiptoe to try to catch a glimpse in the crowded mirror; there was a movement as a sultana who had been carmining her full lips gave place to a dark beggar maid, and Patricia caught the vision of a slender, airy figure, glittering beneath its gauzy draperies with the sparkle of bright gold, and with the glint and shimmer of rosy clanking bracelets and anklets, and the spangled glory of the rose-crowned headpiece stirring a magical memory of Persia.,"By the evidence of the tramp Battersea.",But Judith was not attending. Her eyes were fixed on the far side of the great station.,"I am sorry Mrs. Dallas said that," he remarked, when Maurice paused in his narrative.,To none of these questions could the major find feasible answers; therefore for the time being--i.e., pending the narration of Jaggard--he dismissed them from his mind. It was possible that the story of the invalid might throw light on the darkness which overshadowed the case.,"I think so; it is my belief, David, that Dr. Etwald killed Maurice!".