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"Why do you sing the death song?" asked Mrs. Dallas, opening her eyes,,Thither the three young men went in the wake of the major. It was a comfortable room, with one wide window, which at the present moment was open. Outside, the light of the newly-risen moon bathed lawn and trees and flowers in a flood of cold silver; and the warm radiance of the lamp poured out rays of gold into the wonderful white world without. The three men sat down in comfortable chairs, and the major went to get out a particular brand of cigars which he offered to favored guests.,"You are a prophet of evil, Etwald," said he. "First my poor Maurice, now Miss Dallas.","What de doctor say?" asked Dido, in a low-voiced whisper.,Griffin chuckled. "It's fame that tames them, mark my words. Soon's they get known they grow into a pattern. Ready now. Let her r-r-r-rip!",The clock on St. Francis' tower boomed the hour.,But on the way home I gave myself the surprise of my life! Suddenly I turned my face against his sleeve and cried as I never had before. I felt safe, for it is a steep road, and he had to drive carefully. However, he managed to press that one arm against my cheek in a way that comforted me into stopping when I saw we were near town. I got out of the car at the garage and walked away through the garden home, without looking in his direction at all. I never seem to be able to look at him as I do at other people. We hadn't spoken two words since we had left the little house in the woods with that happy-faced girl in it. He has more sense than just a man.,"David!" ejaculated Maurice, in an astonished tone. "You wish Isabella to marry him?","No," he said in a firm voice to all three. "I accept. I shall defend Max Etwald.",CHAPTER VIII SMOOTH WATERS,"Where is Dr. Etwald?" demanded the major, anxiously.,"And yet he was a strong man," said Etwald, when he conveyed this intelligence. "He must have been taken by surprise.".