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"When I have followed to its end the clew of which we have been speaking," replied Jen, and taking off his hat he walked swiftly away from the house. Swiftly, as he was afraid lest Isabella would ask him indoors, and for certain reasons not unconnected with the late conversation, he did not wish to face Mrs. Dallas at the present moment. There were large issues at stake.,"Egad, you are right. Then you think that someone must have been concealed in the room, and sprung out from hiding to drug Jaggard.","Well, major," said Mrs. Dallas, after the first greetings were over, "what did that wicked man say to you yesterday?","Patricia Louise Kendall! That's sacrilege!" gasped the scandalized Miss Jinny.,Elinor smiled assent, and Miss Jinny went on.,"In the house of Major Jen. In a little room, on the wall, with swords and axes.","I'm not really sick," she said, in a faint tone, as Patricia cuddled down on the floor beside her and took the chilly hand in her warm one. "I have one of my old headaches. I forgot to get any lunch. I had just put the key in my locker, when everything grew black and I'd have collapsed if Doris Leighton hadn't helped me to a chair. She gave me some milk and got my things for me, and when I felt well enough, she came over here with me. She's certainly the sweetest thing. She had to miss getting her criticism, too. Mr. Benton had just gone in when I crumpled up.","He took away the body of Mr. Alymer, and you helped him?",There was a rustle of approval at her quiet tone and a stir as of the assembly breaking up, but again the leader motioned for silence.,"Please don't say that, major," said Jaggard, imploringly, "as I did my best. It was not my fault that Dido drugged me. I'm sure I don't know why she did so," continued Jaggard, half to himself. "I never did her any harm.","I can, however," said Jen, grimly. "Oh, it is just as I thought.",Jen rose to his feet and stretched out one hand toward Arkel..