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"You make one slight mistake, sir," said Jen, coldly. "I accuse you of two crimes, not of three.","Oh, you Molly," came a hail in Tom's voice from the gate, just as I was making up my mind to try and think of something to wither the doctor with, and he and Ruth Clinton came up the front walk to meet us. I wondered why I was having a party in my house when being alone in my garden with just a neighbour was so much more interesting, but I had to begin to enjoy myself right off, for in a few minutes all the rest came.,"They stole the body?",Judith as she kissed him was wrinkling her smooth brows at him. "But I thought you were going to bring Tom Hughes——" she began, hesitatingly.,Jen frowned.,"Isn't it lucky?" cried Patricia radiantly. "You'll see about it right away, won't you, Elinor? It has a splendid view of the park. I know she'll love that. You know how she hates 'bricks and mortar.'","What does it matter if we do miss the train?" she insisted. "We can take the early one in the morning. We'll be home almost as soon.",Judith's bow was on one eye and her hat under her arm, showing that she had made great haste to join the growing crowd in the first antique room. She looked even more agitated than Patricia had expected her to be.,"Well, sir, when I brought a message from Dr. Etwald 'bout that devil-stick--","What, the black witch? Bah! She is only a servant.","Go and see Dr. Etwald and tell him you will give evidence against him unless he gives you the stone.",Patricia turned with a gasp of delight. "Bruce!" she cried delightedly. "You dear thing! You've come in the nick of time. Isn't it splendid that Elinor's won the prize? Did you hear about it? Aren't you perfectly crazy over it?".