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"See here," said Patricia, facing her severely. "I'm tired of your deceptive timidity. Just let someone else say you can't do it, and you'd feel mighty mad about it, but you're willing to scare me out of my feeble senses by croaking.",Bruce rose and held out his hand to Patricia, who was flushing painfully.,As she moved nearer she gave a start of surprise. The lights in the night-life room were out. The transom showed black and empty above the massive folded doors.,CHAPTER XV. CROSS-EXAMINATION.,Etwald shrugged his shoulders.,CHAPTER VIII SMOOTH WATERS,"It would seem so from this veracious history the major is telling us, said Etwald, with irony.,Jen was about to explain when he remembered the necessity of keeping silent concerning the visit of Isabella to the house.,CHAPTER VI. A STRANGE OCCURRENCE.,Tom Hughes, who had been surreptitiously glancing at his watch beneath the table cover, spoke reluctantly.,"No, no," cried Mrs. Dallas, wringing her hands. "She will catch the train there and go to London. Oh, why didn't you stop her?","Also, Miss Dallas must have had a horror of seeing constantly before her the man whom--innocently enough--she tried to kill. Hence her refusal to marry your dear Maurice. Am I wrong in these ideas? I think not. Still I should like an explanation from you. As I shall be here for some months--searching for the Voodoo stone and Dido--please send your letter to Barbadoes, directed to your anxious inquirer, Max Etwald.".