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"Oh, as to that, I was once a bit of a chemist," explained Arkel; "and when you took me to see Jaggard I smelt a curious perfume which seemed to be hanging about him. As a servant is not likely to use perfumes, I thought it curious.",Miriam Halden, Mr. Hilton, Griffin, Margaret Howes, Herbert Lester and David—officially known as Francis Edward, but particularly recognized by his twin as Frad—all sat at the same rose-decked table with Patricia, and, as Griffin put it, they made the other tables look "like thirty cents in pennies." The candle light sparkled on laughing eyes and white teeth, and ripples of merriment enlivened every mouthful of the savory dishes that Dufranne's dignified François, aided by the radiant Henry, served continuously.,"Have they anything to do with the death of Maurice?","Why do you hate me. Dido?","Why, what about David?",Diving under her stand, she fished out the bundle and opened it with trembling fingers.,"Yis. Dat so.","I shall tell it to you," replied Jen, with some hesitation; "but I am afraid I shall give you pain.",Patricia rolled her eyes in mock agony.,"Well, we're turning another page of our lives," he said with a backward glance at the rooms where they had been so busy and so happy. "Who can say what will be written there?","I wonder what Miss Jinny will say to a costume?" Patricia said, her bright face clouding with the thought.,"I don't think so; it wouldn't be legal," answered Arkel. "The only chance of getting the negress to confess to the whole truth is for either you or I to gain possession of that stone.".