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"I know who drugged Jaggard. I have learned who stole the body of Maurice!","Good-morning, doctor," she said, as he replaced his hat; "I suppose you have come to see my mother.","Maurice dead!" repeated the girl, with a pale cheek.,"Oh, it's not, it's not that much," I fairly gasped and I couldn't help the tears coming into my eyes. I have never said much about it, but nobody knows how it hurts me to be as—large as I am. Just writing it down in a book mortifies me dreadfully. It's been coming on worse and worse every year since I married. Poor Mr. Carter had a very good appetite, and I don't know why I should have felt that I had to eat so much every day to keep him company; I wasn't always so considerate about him. Then he didn't want me to go for long walks with the dogs any more, because married women oughtn't to, or ride horseback either—no amusement left but himself; and—and—I just couldn't help the tears coming and dripping as I thought about it all and that awful waist measure in inches.,"Oh, it is too absurd!" said Maurice, resuming his seat.,"Isn't it funny how familiar that antique room looks?" said Patricia with enjoyment. "I feel quite like an old residenter already. By the time my clay comes I'll have the sensations of the oldest inhabitant.","In a state of high fever, poor soul," said Jen, with a depressed look. "He does nothing but rave. Yet, in all his wild talk he never lets slip a single word likely to help us.",Jen started, and looked sharply at the old man, who, to all appearances, was answering his questions with all possible candor.,They followed the general exodus upstairs, feeling more and more at home with every step.,Patricia's heart beat hard with the beauty of the woven word and melody, and she gave a little gulp to keep back the tears that sprang so readily.,"I have an excellent excuse," interrupted David, rising.,"She was agitated, my dear young lady, and I have calmed that agitation.".