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David half rose again, and signaled to attract the other's attention, and when Mr. Hilton saw who was hailing him, a pleased smile ran over his face and he strode forward with outstretched hand.,"It's all quite true," assented the inspector, thunderstruck; "though how you guessed it all I cannot say. But, as you know so much, perhaps you can tell me one thing more, which bothers me not a little. How did Dr. Etwald compel Battersea to keep silence?","What do you want to make a show of her for, Bruce?" she remonstrated feelingly. "You can say all you have to say right here, can't you?","Really!" said Etwald, with pointed satire. "Was I as cruel as that!","Well, no, major, I can't say that he was. In fact," added Etwald, with the air of a man making a simple statement, "I hated him!",She lowered her voice as two newcomers entered—one a slender, faded young woman with near-sighted pale eyes, and the other a blond girl with a dazzling skin and glorious shimmering hair wound around a shapely head. Both were in aprons, but the younger wore a dull green that set off her fair beauty to perfection, while the checked gingham of the other proclaimed a hopelessly downright taste.,"Put him down now, Mrs. Molly, and come and say other how-do-you-does," he called softly.,As they went back to the flower-decked sitting-room, Judith edged close to whisper in her ear.,"I have seen it," corrected Etwald, with professional calmness, "the poor fellow is dead, major--dead from blood-poisoning.","What kind of a perfume?","Not until after the body had been stolen," returned Jen, mindful that Isabella had come into the library dry-shod.,"You are wrong. I had one, and it was stolen by--".