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"I am afraid that would have been impossible, major," said Etwald, rising. "You were so distracted over the death of Maurice, and so unjust in your hatred of me, that it would have been dangerous to trust you.","I don't feel that way at all—" began Judith, but their murmured comments halted at Bruce's next words.,Patricia broke in on her dismal forebodings with a rippling, silvery laugh.,"I don't believe you know the answer to your own riddle," he said calmly.,"That you must prove," replied Lady Meg, dryly.,"How so?","The fact is David has not been quite himself since this trouble about Isabella," he said, gravely, "and he thinks it best to go away for a time. You know how he tortures himself over trifles.",The spare hours of the rest of that week were devoted to the prize designs, and both progressed so happily that their authors were filled with a greater measure of content as the days sped.,They followed the general exodus upstairs, feeling more and more at home with every step.,"Obi say dat to me. Your mudder black.",When I got back in the kitchen things were well under way, everything smelling grand, and Aunt Bettie in full swing matching up my dinner guests.,"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.".