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"I have heard quite enough about it," said Mrs. Dallas, marching toward the door, "and I refuse to meet that monster of iniquity!","Obi!" was the brief reply. "You hab told ole Dido what she wish about de debble-stick.",Bruce pinched her cheek, with a tolerant laugh.,"Just a case of permanent glooms, if you ask me," replied Griffin airily. "She loves melancholy, though she is an awfully good sort, too. She gets on my nerves, though, she's so brittle.","I don't follow you.","What did she do?" asked Patricia eagerly.,"Dido!" repeated Lady Meg, thoughtfully. "I have heard Mr. Alymer and Mr. Sarby talking about her. A negress, is she not?","But with regard to Maurice?","I fancy it is.","Afterward you stole the body of the man you murdered. Dido helped you to do so, and drugged my servant, Jaggard, with the perfume of the devil-stick poison, in order that the theft might be carried out with safety.","No, you wouldn't," said Elinor, promptly. "They don't allow other people in the life-class rooms. You'd have to go home and see that Judith was all right. We can't leave her too much to her own devices, even if she is the best little thing in the world.","I know she's going to be a treat," she declared. "I hope she keeps whole for a while at least, until I get better acquainted.".