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Jen rose to leave the room, more wounded than he chose to confess.,Lady Meg sighed, and rising to her feet, she drew her cloak round her tall form.,"I am going to ask you to think first and speak last," he began. "I don't want you to go into it hastily or unless you're quite sure you will like it.","I am certain of all save one," replied Arkel, in a dissatisfied tone, "and the worst of it is that Dido is the one.",Judith, who was studying under the lamp at the center table with her fingers screwed into her ears and her mouth twisted intently in pursuit of knowledge, came abruptly back to life.,"Had nothing to do with it," interrupted Isabella. "I dropped the handkerchief in the room. Is there anything so very extraordinary in that?" she added, impatiently. "The matter is very simple. I brought with me one of my mother's handkerchiefs instead of my own. In the agitation of finding the body gone I dropped it, and Dr. Etwald found it to use as a bandage. That is quite plain, I think.",Here David, who had been fidgeting with his cigar, broke in impatiently.,"Silence!" thumped Patricia.,So Elinor went into the sitting-room where the telephone was, and in the intervals of their rather forced conversation, they could hear scraps of her kind questions and gentle answers. When she returned to the studio, her face was glowing.,"Supper—slice of toast and an apple." Why the apple? Why supper at all?,"A proof of his innocence," cried Jen, promptly.,So it was arranged that the four of them, Elinor, Patricia, Judith, and Bruce, should take the early train to Rockham and spend the day in adjusting matters at Greycroft for their return the following Saturday, coming back to town in the late afternoon or early evening..