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"Good old Norn!" she cried, with a mighty hug. "I told you that you were the real stuff! Ju and I are mighty proud of our big sister, aren't we, Ju?",He dropped her hand at the obsequious voice of the waiter at his elbow.,"No," he replied. "I don't say that exactly, but you must admit that the finding of the handkerchief bound round Jaggard's head is strange.","Hardly," replied Jen, a trifle spitefully. "You have lost the Voodoo stone, remember.","We'll find out tomorrow night," said Patricia, readily. "And now that the costumes are all done, tomorrow night can't come too soon for me.",To none of these questions could the major find feasible answers; therefore for the time being--i.e., pending the narration of Jaggard--he dismissed them from his mind. It was possible that the story of the invalid might throw light on the darkness which overshadowed the case.,"I can't give you my reasons. They would take too long to explain. But I believe that out of jealousy he killed Maurice.","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.","It is just as well she is gone," said he, quietly. "It is better that our conversation should be private.","What do you mean by that jargon?" he demanded, in angry tones.,I didn't look at him directly, but I felt his hand shake with the letter in it.,"Ah, you are lenient," replied Etwald, a shade of surprise passing over his features, a surprise which was reflected in the agitated face of David Sarby..