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"I wish I could have caught her," said Arkel to Major Jen. "She committed perjury in order to get Dr. Etwald hanged, and she ought to have been punished for her wickedness. It has been a terrible affair, major.","I'm always making mountains out of mole-hills, and having you level them for me, Norn," she said, taking a glass of sherbet from the flower-wreathed tray of the charming slave. "I wish I wasn't such an alarmist. I felt as frantic as though Doris Leighton had drawn a dagger, and now I can see what a goose I am.","Because the man has some power over her. What that power may be, I know no more than you do. Although," added Jen, with an afterthought, "you may be able to explain.","Mrs. Dallas?" cried David, starting from his seat. "Did she steal the devil-stick?","Well, yes," returned Jen, with a thought upon the rapping of Isabella upon the window. "It does not take much to waken me.","Oh, that's so," acquiesced Patricia. "I suppose you do have to be there for that private view of the panels.","Here?","And mine, too," said Maurice, hotly. "Isabella is--",David left the room and remained absent for some time. On his return he stated that Dido had come with a message from Isabella, and that she refused to deliver it to anyone save the major. Seeing that the negress was thus insistent, and wondering what Miss Dallas might want with him at so painful a time, Jen yielded, and Dido was admitted into the library. She looked taller, more massive, and more sullen than ever, and though she trembled at the sight of Dr. Etwald--who, by the way, kept his dark eyes studiously fixed on her--she was fairly composed when she addressed the major.,Elinor held her close, laughing with enjoyment at her ardor.,Without waiting to take him with me, or think, or do anything but feel deadly savage anger, I hurried across the garden and into Dr. Moore's surgery, where he was just taking off his gloves and dust-coat.,"I think it is my fault," said Isabella, hastily. "I remarked that Dido was always agitated when you came to this house.".