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CHAPTER XIII RESTITUTION,"Aha, dat de yaller-ha'r who makes you fear!" cried Dido, bitterly. "He hate Obi an' me. He will not marry you, missy!",David looked at Jen in astonishment.,Patricia watched, flying up the stairs two steps at a time, and she turned to Elinor, with her hand on the door.,"I have an excellent excuse," interrupted David, rising.,Before Maurice could take up the implied challenge, which threw doubts upon his moral courage, Mrs. Dallas advanced heavily to meet her visitors. Isabella had already flitted like a white butterfly into the drawing-room, and her mother received the two young men alone. Her reception was, as usual, ponderous and vague.,"David," said he abruptly, "owing to the coming of Etwald and Arkel on that night--the night upon which the body was stolen, I mean--I forgot to ask you what reception Miss Dallas met with on her return home. Who received her?","No, sir. Haven't set eyes on him for a week.","Why, what about David?",David swore.,Elinor looked after her thoughtfully.,"Is that the grand surprise you meant, Bruce Haydon? Sure you aren't fooling us? Oh, you are! You've got something else—I know it by your eyes. You look awfully guilty.".