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"The jailer told me that Dido had called him in, saying that I had fainted. While they were getting me round--which took an hour--Dido went off with the Voodoo stone. Those about the prison had no reason to detain her, so she left. When I found the Voodoo stone gone," added Etwald, impressively. "I knew that the black wretch would give evidence against me, and that the game was at an end.","Much stronger, sir.",Yes, the word "trousseau" ought to have a definite surname after it always, and that's why my loyalty dragged poor Mr. Carter out into the light of my conscience. The thinking of him had a strange effect on me. I had laid out the dream in dark grey-blue cloth, tailored almost beyond endurance, to wear in the train going home, and had thrown the old black silk bag across the chair to give to the hotel maid, but the decision of the session between conscience and loyalty made me pack the precious blue wonder and put on once more the black rags of remembrance in a kind of panic of respect.,"It's all ship-shape now," whispered Patricia as they scrambled down from the stools whereon they had perched to accomplish their purpose. "Aren't we in luck? Not a soul even saw us come in.",Jen hesitated.,"I know to what you allude," she said, after a pause. "Dido does manufacture the drug, but only for the cure of nervous headaches.","What!" cried Jen, interrupting sharply. "Did Dr. Etwald know about it also?","Who--who--told you?" stammered the young man, as pale as death.,"Well, no!" replied the doctor, with wonderful coolness, "I did not expect that. If the worst came to the worst, I knew that I could protect myself; but I must admit that the confession of my counsel, Mr. Sarby, took me somewhat by surprise.","I guessed as much," said Jen, grimly. "And who drugged you?","I don't believe you know the answer to your own riddle," he said calmly.,"Oh!" The major considered a moment, and his thoughts were anything but benevolent toward David. "I can guess why he told you.".