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“Here, Christina. Will you give these to Tellef?”,"I daresay," replied Maurice, coolly. "The more so, as I believe he has stolen the devil-stick.","Does she—does Miss Scully find country life unsatisfying? Has she not lived here always?",Patricia occupied herself getting her tools from the convenient shelf on her own locker, hoping that the talk was not to end there.,"And the room was in darkness--that is, comparative darkness--before then," mused Maurice. "I don't think anyone could have seen the devil-stick unless the lamp was lighted. Was it gone when you lighted up?","No," said Scarface; "I supposed some one had left them there, and I did not touch them.",Ugh! he would have to try to talk.,"Phew! teacher, some pull, that! Must'a been half an hour beatin' up from Levee.",He smiled wanly, and her heart ached for him; but she knew sympathy was unsafe just then. “If you could see that comical, crooked eye of yours blinking at me, like a chicken asking your intentions, you’d laugh, Billy.”,"No," said Jen, linking David by the arm, "we don't need aid from the law to learn who killed Maurice and avenge his death. David and myself will find the guilty person.",Yew-trees—grown till they form high walls—are cut and shaped in prim and perfect order, some like the walls of ancient Troy, some like steps of stairs. Little doors are opened through them, and passing in and out one walks on for a mile almost, until one loses one's way and grows puzzled how to extricate one's self from so charming a maze.,"No. Of course I remember you now," says Mona, taking all this nonsense as quite bona fide sense in a maddeningly fascinating fashion. "How unkind I have been! But I was listening to the music, not to our introduction, when Sir Nicholas brought you up to me, and—and that is my only excuse." Then, sweetly, "You love music?".