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"Murder!" echoed Jaggard, his ruddy face growing pale. "And who, sir--",David retired early to bed, as he was quite worn out with the anxieties of the day; but Jen was too grieved to sleep. He remained in the library, thinking over his great loss and wondering what wretch could have taken that young life. Toward twelve o'clock he went to the kitchen and had a short conversation with the policeman, who was a stupid, bucolic youth with no more brains than a pumpkin. Afterward he sought the chamber of death to see that Jaggard was not sleeping at his post. Finally, like the good old soldier he was, Jen went round the house to satisfy himself that the windows and doors were bolted and barred. All these things done, he returned to the library.,Etwald pointed to the open door.,"So I hear; and he is in town, as Mr. Alymer told me to-night. But what are you going to do about the matter, major?","No," said Dido, bluntly, "I say dat I in de room, but I no kill dat man.","Not a bit," answered Dr. John in his big comforting voice.,"David'll be fearfully disappointed," remarked Judith dispassionately. "It's his first family spree, and I think it's your duty to go, Elinor.","I can guess what she said," interrupted Jen, hastily. "No more of this till after dinner, my dear lad. Then I'll explain all.","So I hear; and he is in town, as Mr. Alymer told me to-night. But what are you going to do about the matter, major?","Have they anything to do with the death of Maurice?","I wonder," she said, wrinkling her brows, "if Doris Leighton was afraid I'd garnish my panel with any of her ideas; she was so unnaturally stirred up about it.",It struck his sense of smell with the belief that he had smelt it before. Nothing is so strong to awaken memory as odor, and in less than half a minute the mind of the major leaped back to where he had smelt it before. It was the perfume of the dried poison of the devil-stick..