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"I'm not so sure that it makes a bit of difference," said Patricia carelessly. "I've heard of people miles apart having the same idea at the same time. Patents are always being duplicated, you know.",Miss Jinny gave her husky chuckle.,"That reminds me," broke out Griffin. "There's a prize for the mud larks, too. I've forgotten what it is, but it'll be posted in the morning. There's your chance, young 'un. You're eligible for it.","I don't agree with that theory. There are flaws in it.","I daresay," replied Maurice, coolly. "The more so, as I believe he has stolen the devil-stick.",It's my duty to look the matter in the face before I look in Alfred's—and decide. If not Alfred, what then?,"To see Dr. Etwald, I suppose?",Patricia had an uneasy sense of insincerity in the light tone, but a swift glance into the wide eyes of the smiling Doris reassured her.,"I think so; it is my belief, David, that Dr. Etwald killed Maurice!","If the man had been guilty, he certainly would not offer the evidence of his guilt for sale. Where did he obtain this devil-stick?",Etwald pointed to the open door.,"Where is the body, you wretch?".