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"Don't ask me, major. I would tell you if I could, but it is impossible.","I don't think so," said he, with conviction. "Why should he kill Maurice?",Then her breath caught in her throat and her heart gave a sudden flop, for, as Elinor raised her left hand there was a flash and glitter of gems—a new splendid circle of diamonds scintillated on Elinor's third finger.,"Shall we go on or wait for him here?" asked Isabella in a whisper.,"And I answer for the last time that the truth is not mine to tell," replied David, coldly. "If you doubt me question Etwald.",Miss Jinny chuckled huskily. "Don't you worry about that," she said, mysteriously. "It ain't my health. It's something I didn't want to write on paper," and she tapped her upper lip suggestively.,"If the man had been guilty, he certainly would not offer the evidence of his guilt for sale. Where did he obtain this devil-stick?","What else?",Judith, who had been scanning her narrowly, opened her eyes at this, and asked innocently, "Is that why you thought you'd like him? Because he was older and more grown-up?","How do you know that?" asked the inspector sharply.,"Oh, Patricia!" she cried in Patricia's ear, but the words died into the tempest.,There was a silence that made the next question come with more insulting force, while Patricia again wondered why Elinor did not seize this moment for her broadside of bonbons..