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"And mine, too," said Maurice, hotly. "Isabella is--",Patricia and Elinor, who, with Judith, had put on their best for the little spree, were in the highest spirits and were delighted with everything, remembering many of the chief features of the room and pointing them out to each other until David protested.,"You ought to be taking more care of yourself," she said, with concern. "You're tired to death, and yet you come out of your way to see about Elinor. You look dreadfully fagged.","Have you any theory, Mr. Sarby?",Doris Leighton, with a rather flushed face, leaned forward as Patricia spoke and touched her on the shoulder.,"Bill," he said, with his voice dancing, "that's the most effective apology I ever heard. You were sorry to some point.",After this enigmatical remark he hurriedly left the room, for the purpose, without doubt, of escaping further questioning. His demeanor completely puzzled Jen, who could not make out the meaning of his conversation. Evidently David knew something which he was unwilling to reveal--something which might lead to the solution of the profound mystery which enwrapped the death of Maurice and the extraordinary disappearance of his body.,Judith's eyes were wide and dismayed.,"He had heard that I accused him of taking the devil-stick," explained Maurice, "and came here to exculpate himself.","De--de--dead--dead!" she stammered, shrinking back.,"Ah! you know who committed the first of the crimes," cried Jen, seizing the young girl's arm. "Confess. It was Dr. Etwald who stole the wand of sleep.",Patricia curled up cozily while Miss Jinny read the two Sunday chapters in a full, melodious voice, beginning with the ineffable words, "In my Father's house are many mansions.".