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"He proposes that you should take the vessel out to the West Indies and bring her home. He pays twelve pounds a month, and gives a commission on the earnings of the ship. What do you say?","You accused Mrs. Dallas of all these things five minutes ago," said David, ironically, "and now you think--","I expect him at noon along with Inspector Arkel. Then I may force the truth out of him. Certainly I shall have him arrested on suspicion of murder.",He drops his eyes, and the low, sneering laugh she has learned to know and to hate so much comes again to his lips.,Great cascades of water are rushing from the high hills, tumbling, hurrying, with their own melodious music, into the rocky basins that kind nature has built to receive them. The soothing voices of the air are growing louder, more full of strength; the branches of the elms bow down before them; the gentle wind, "a sweet and passionate wooer," kisses the blushing leaf with perhaps a fiercer warmth than it did a month agone.,"You must find out what has become of my dear Maurice's body," she said, quietly.,Elinor was breathing fast as she swept the corridor with anxious glance.,BEAUTY AND THE BEAST,"He has often called you that; but,"—shyly,—"now that I have seen you, I don't think the name suits you a bit.",Billy thought a moment. "Say, how'd you like to go out in my punt, on Levee Crick? I kin show you some cute baby mushrats an' some dandy black-birds' nests. It's not far away. We go 'cross that big fallow and through a strip o' hardwoods an' then we climb a stump fence—an' there's the crick. It's an awful fine crick, an' plumb full of bass an' pike. Say, will you go?","I hear the name of Max Etwald coupled with the crime of murder. Is this the way you treat your guests, major?","I came here after you drove me from the Pennsylvania oil fields," said the other, realizing the uselessness of lying..