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"One moment, major. I wish we three to understand one another"--here the doctor hesitated, then went on in an impressive voice--"about Miss Dallas!","I'm not half so calm as I look, Miss Pat," she said, seriously. "I'm more excited than I ever was in my life. It's too deep to come to the surface, I guess. I haven't any words for it.","Do you really think she killed him?" asked Lady Meg, her face growing pale with the intensity of her excitement.,"Ah! you know who committed the first of the crimes," cried Jen, seizing the young girl's arm. "Confess. It was Dr. Etwald who stole the wand of sleep.","We'll meet you at the door on Charter Street," Elinor reminded her, as she kissed her. "Be sure to be there on time.","I can't say, major. You had better ask her.",I stopped on next to the bottom step in the wide old hall and called Tom to turn out the light for me, as Jane had gone out.,Sisters of the glow-worm dim,,"By Mrs. Dallas!","I did so, and she referred me to you.","Your own conscience!" he repeated, in disdain. "How can you talk in that manner? What excuse can you--","Neither do I, but I think of one name, my friend.".