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Patricia looked inquiringly at Elinor, who smiled at her serenely in return, much to Patricia's bewilderment.,Elinor paused in her hair brushing, and sank down on the stool, absently propping her chin on her brush.,"Well, sir." Battersea scratched his shock head. "She knows things as ain't good for 'er. 'Bout that devil-stick es you talks of.","Nonsense! She likes Maurice herself," replied Isabella, uneasily. "Maurice wants our engagement kept quiet for the present, but when I do tell Major Jen and my mother, I am sure neither of them will object.","Ah! poor Maurice always mistrusted that negress!",Elinor blushed and shook her head.,"Well, Dido can do nothing," said Maurice, in a jesting tone, "unless you want her to forbid the banns.","Isn't it horrid? Mr. Benton's come already, and I won't have a chance with my candy before criticism, as I hoped. I don't know what to do about it. I did so want to get it off my mind before I got my criticism, for I'm scared stiff about both of them.",Then he laid aside his book to think, and through the smoke curling from his pipe he stared idly at the opposite wall. It chanced to be that upon which the barbaric weapons before alluded to were arranged, and conspicuous among them glittered the golden handle of the devil-stick. Recalling the mention of Voodoo, and Etwald's reference to African witchcraft, Maurice connected in his own mind the devil-stick with those barbarisms, and on the impulse of the moment he rose to examine the magic wand. Handling it carefully--for he dreaded the poison, although it was said to be dried up--he wondered if Dido could make use of it were it in her possession.,"Doubtless. I hardly anticipated an easy task when I undertook to learn who killed my dear lad. Besides, David will help me.","That's because it is the first real home you've known," said Elinor. "One always feels that way about a home.","I do, however," muttered Jen, divining that Dido had taken the usual route back to "The Wigwam.".