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CHAPTER XVI. THE EVIDENCE OF JAGGARD.,"Lands to goodness, I believe I've seen her!" exclaimed Miss Jinny. "There was a Mary Miller, a little thing about five, used to play about the place when old Miss Spence lived there. Her mother married again and went to Australia. Must be the same one.","Do not go, madam," said he, quietly. "I have something to show you.","Poor David!" sighed Jen, thinking of the young man cut off in the bloom of his youth.,Isabella shuddered.,"What do you mean?" cried Jen, his curiosity getting the better of his anger. "Is it possible that you believe in the innocence of this man?","You'll do nothing of the sort," said her mother, violently. "I forbid you even to think of that young man. You shall marry whom I choose.","Partly, Miss Dallas, and partly to see you; also this gentleman.","Now you're safe and sound, with no bones broken," said Griffin, as Patricia sank down on the roomy couch. "You're a nice one, you are, scaring us into a blue fit just when we were about to blister our paws with applause for the heroine of the day.","Why in the world didn't she say so before?" cried Griffin indignantly. "She had a chance to defend herself. We're not absolutely inhuman.","What!" David made a step forward and stared at the wall. His face was quite pale, and his hands trembled in spite of his efforts to control himself.,"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.".