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"Molly," she said with a deliciously young giggle, "Tom says you are to send him two guineas to spend getting the brass band to polish up before the six o'clock train, by which your Mr. Bennett comes. He has spent a guinea already to induce them to clean up their uniforms, and it cost him five pounds to bail the cornettist out of gaol for roost robbing. He says I am to tell you that, as this is your festivity, you ought at least to pay the piper. Hurry up, he's waiting for me, and here's the kiss he told me to put on your left ear!","A carriage?","Not at all," rejoined Jen, coldly. "I can understand her reason for telling the lie. She wanted to shield--","Yes. I heard the poor lad's cry," said Jen, simply, "and I ran down at once. You must have been very quick in your movements.","You're fresh meat, aren't you?" she asked with a grin that widened her full mouth to a line. "When'd you come?","Perhaps I can even promise you that!" said Maurice, with a smile.,"Oh, I think so. I have a means of compelling her to marry me.","She may be, major. There is a warrant out against her for perjury.",At the door she turned, with expansive kindliness.,"I did so, and she referred me to you.","There isn't a soul in sight," she announced. "Hustle while the coast's clear. Someone may come back at any moment.","Ah," said Isabella, clasping her hands, "I am sure that it was that terrible man who made David kill Maurice. Oh, if I had only met Maurice on that night, I might have prevented the quarrel.".