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"Ho, ho; and by whom?",Why don't people realise that a seventeen-year-old girl's heart is a sensitive wind-flower that may be shattered by a breath? Mine shattered when Alfred went away to find something he could do to make a living, and Aunt Adeline gave the hard green stem to Mr. Carter when she insisted on marrying me to him. Poor Mr. Carter!,"I do hope they like it and won't be too hard on me," she thought, as she hastened on. "It took a lot of trouble to make all the little figures, but if they'll only let me off from speechifying, I'll feel it was worth it.","Can we force her by threats to give evidence?" said Jen, angrily.,"My dear Major Jen:,"I see," said Jen, thoughtfully, "and I can understand their motives. Dido wished you to marry Etwald.",Patricia drew in her breath with a gasp. She put her hand on the knob of the door and noiselessly turned it.,Not a word was spoken till the door opened again, and Griffin with Doris Leighton and Miss Green came quickly in.,"What fun it will be," she said, with the faintest tinge of sadness in her lovely voice. "It must be splendid to have a brother! I have always so longed for one.","I can answer that," broke in Arkel, amazed at the self-possession of the man. "I have here a warrant to arrest you for stealing the body of Maurice Alymer.","Yes. I was ill, as I have said, and my mother was watching by my bedside. Usually it is Dido who does so. I asked my mother about Dido, and she said that Dido had asked permission to go out for the evening.",CHAPTER I. THE MAJOR AND HIS HOUSEHOLD..