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"Half-an-hour will be sufficient," said the major, in a serious voice. "I wish you to tell me what took place on the night you were drugged.","That is improbable, if to do so she has to betray her mother or her nurse. I don't think you'll learn much in that quarter, major.","You have no proof of that.","They do look a bit queer," admitted Elinor, reluctantly. "Perhaps when you've worked on them more——","I hope you don't hate me?" said Maurice, rather annoyed.,"I know it," said Elinor, sinking wearily into a chair. "I've tried to keep up with you all at home here, and do my work, too, but it hasn't worked. I believe I'll stay home today and take a real holiday.","She has decided!" said Alymer, sharply. "She loves me.","I got my criticism! And he said the work was good! Now I can write to Bruce," and her voice rang with a thrilling note of joy that carried Patricia with her.,"Voodoo! Voodoo!" she cried, hoarsely.,"Why not?" answered the major, quietly. "To my mind, he needs more pity than poor Maurice. The lad was driven mad by jealousy, and he was worked on by Dido to commit the crime. The cause of all these troubles, Mr. Inspector, is not Dr. Etwald, but that black witch. I wish she could be caught.","Do you mean that Dido is in danger of arrest?" cried Mrs. Dallas, in a terrified tone.,A glare from Patricia stopped her, but it was too late. A chorus of laughing voices took up the demand, "A song, Miss Pat!" "Don't be stingy, Kendall Minor; tune up!" "Give us a sample, Miss Pat!" until Griffin, with a bow, offered her arm to the rebellious Patricia and led her, protesting and abashed, to the chair whence Elinor had escaped..