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"I am sure of it, and what's more," added Jen, nodding, "it is my opinion that he knows who killed Maurice, if indeed he did not do it himself.","And I also. Both my boys are dead, one by the hand of the other, and that other by his own hand. It is you and your daughter and Dido who have brought about these things. Go to Barbadoes, Mrs. Dallas, by all means. You and yours have done quite sufficient mischief in England.","That was generous of him. But why?","I know he is," replied the girl, quietly. "But, of course, I could never be his wife; the more so, as I fear him. But Dido wishes me to marry him.","You are wrong. I had one, and it was stolen by--",She was very pale and tired looking, but as graceful and charming as ever. She inquired after Elinor with a profuse sympathy that more than satisfied the warm-hearted Patricia, whose compassion stirred at her look of fatigue.,"Your mother," he muttered, hardly believing the evidence of his own senses. "Your mother stole the devil-stick?","Do you really want to go?" asked Patricia, beaming. "The modeling room's open, and you can always see the antique.","The truth!",Judith pulled out of her embrace.,"Ah," said Isabella, clasping her hands, "I am sure that it was that terrible man who made David kill Maurice. Oh, if I had only met Maurice on that night, I might have prevented the quarrel.","I shall help you also," she said sadly. "That is, if you will accept of my help.".