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At first he thought of going into Deanminster for the purpose of speaking with Inspector Arkel about the discovery of the devil-stick; but upon reflection he deemed it wiser not to do so, at all events for the present. Arkel could come only to the same conclusion as himself--namely, that Battersea, innocent of the crime, had picked up the devil-stick on the grounds of Mrs. Dallas. Regarding his suspicions of Etwald, the major determined to keep these to himself until he was in a position to prove them; for if Etwald were guilty, the slightest hint that the police were on his track would be sufficient to put him on his guard. Against so clever a man as the doctor, Arkel, with his clumsy methods, could do nothing. For the present, therefore, Jen decided to hold his tongue.,Judith flew back to his side, pushing Patricia ahead to Elinor.,They met Doris Leighton coming out of the students' door, and after a few inquiries found that she had just accomplished the same errand that Patricia was bent on. Her study for the prize panel was safely stowed away in the office of the curator.,"I promise you," said Jen again. "Please go. Miss Dallas. There is no time to be lost, and you must not be found here.","But she did not kill Mr. Alymer.","She has decided!" said Alymer, sharply. "She loves me.","Hush, he's coming," warned Patricia, turning pale in spite of her brave words. "Listen, he has begun.","Yes, Dido!" repeated Jen, firmly. "Jaggard has just informed me that it was Dido who drugged him. Why did she drug him? To steal the body of my poor lad. Why did she steal the body! To conceal the crime committed by Etwald.",The insinuation fell harmless, as far as the young professor was concerned.,Bruce pinched her cheek, with a tolerant laugh.,"Certainly. The bedroom is no great distance from the library, and the door of the latter was open. But then Jaggard didn't cry out!","Patricia, he'll hear you!" gasped the scandalized Judith..