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"Why should it be strange?","Ask de great massa," said Dido once more.,"Then don't address me!","How do I know who is guilty?" snapped Jen. "I wish I did! I'd hang him or her. But this black wretch and her confounded mistress have to do with the death of my poor boy, I am certain.",Mrs. Shelly nodded briskly. "And I'll come sit with you while you're getting ready," she promised, patting Judith's hand. "We can have some good talks together then, and I'll remember more stories for you, too.","The third Richmond who is in the field," scoffed Maurice. "Well, he has as good a chance as you. Dido supports his pretensions; Mrs. Dallas is your champion. As for me, I have the love of Isabella, so I'm afraid of nothing.",Elinor glanced beyond, through the low doorway to the next room.,At the door she turned, with expansive kindliness.,"Dr. Etwald, I suppose?",Patricia played with the handle of the great glittering brass amphora that stood by the low stool where she sat. Her face was puzzled though not disquiet.,"How came this here?" he asked the housemaid, pointing to the scrap of linen.,"Well, Dido, we shall see. And now--".