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Did he believe her mad, or did he conceive that she was merely feigning a part?,Billy held out the pan to his chum and waited until Maurice had filled his pockets. Then he asked: "Where's she gone?",“I forgot to ask what this here thing you give me might be for.”,"Against Mrs. Dallas?","The thief and the murderer!",The boys eat up and stared at each other.,“Well—that was because of the boat-hook, you see; but I asked him to excuse me and we shook hands.”,"I'll give you the names later on, Mr. Inspector. In the meantime, be good enough to conclude your report of Battersea's confession. It interests me deeply.","What does it matter if we do miss the train?" she insisted. "We can take the early one in the morning. We'll be home almost as soon.",“That’s good news. Run ahead, boy, and show us the way. Fly, fly!”,"Oh, yes, they will," returns Doatie, emphatically, "They will probably hear a great deal of it! I shall speak of it morning, noon, and night, until out of sheer vexation of spirit they will come in a body and entreat you to remove me. Ah!" regretfully, "if only I had a fortune now, how sweet it would be! I never missed it before. We are really very unfortunate.","Why, what about David?".