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Arkel looked up sharply.,"No!" said Maurice, promptly,,"Of course he does," cried Jen, wrathfully.,"I hope you don't hate me?" said Maurice, rather annoyed.,"The window open," said Jaggard, thoughtfully. "Then it must have been opened from the inside, sir.","They do look a bit queer," admitted Elinor, reluctantly. "Perhaps when you've worked on them more——",Here Jen looked suddenly at Etwald, and recalled the dinner at which the doctor had read the dead man's hand. Then he had prophesied ill of Maurice--an ill which it would seem had been fulfilled. Now, with equal curtness, he was prognosticating evil for Isabella. Vexed at such croakings, Jen spoke abruptly:,"Oh," replied David, with a shrug, "we know that the scent is an Ashantee preparation. Dido's grandmother came from Ashantee, so it is just probable that Dido herself, knowing the secret, might have prepared a dose of the poison.","Then who stole the devil-stick?",But Jaggard was far from the condition of connected thought or coherent words. He turned and tossed upon his poor bed with bright eyes, burning skin and babbling tongue. His head was swathed in bandages, and the housemaid who watched beside him had frequently to replace the clothes he tossed off in his violent movements. This nurse was a sickly, dark-eyed creature, who was strongly attached to Jaggard; and it was her love for him that made her proffer her services to look after him, and that chained her to his bedside. She reported to her master that Dr. Etwald had been in that morning, and was coming again in the afternoon, but that there was nothing to be done until the delirium had expended itself.,Doris Leighton, with a rather flushed face, leaned forward as Patricia spoke and touched her on the shoulder.,CHAPTER XIII RESTITUTION.