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"That's it!" exclaimed Mr Lawrence.,"You mean the Australian?" says Dorothy. "Oh, as for him, he is perfectly utter!—such a man to follow in Nicholas's footsteps!",Etwald said nothing. With his eyes fixed upon the devil-stick, he meditated deeply. The barrister, whose belief was that Etwald knew more about the wand than he chose to say, watched him closely. He noticed that the doctor eyed the stick, then, after a pause, let his gaze wander to the face of Maurice. Another pause, and he was looking at David, who received the fire of this strange man's eyes without blanching.,“May I ask whether it was you that took the boat-hook out of my sail-boat?”,"Is that so?" said Bruce, with great concern. "I'm sorry to hear that. I tell you what, Judy, we'll form a partnership, you and I, and we'll see to it that they behave themselves better in the future. They've proved that they can't take proper care of themselves, so we'll have to play guardian angels.","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.","Granted; but you forget that Isabella was in the room on that night. She might have dropped the handkerchief.","Well, sir, when I brought a message from Dr. Etwald 'bout that devil-stick--","Give me my answer," he says, sternly.,“Would you like to hear it again?” asked Johnny, radiant.,In the evening who should come to visit Father but the elderly, spectacled gentleman they had rowed to shore in the morning!,"Answer me," persists Mona, not heeding—nay, scarcely hearing—his last speech. "You said once it would be difficult to lie to me. Do you know anything of this missing will?".