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"Certainly, when I can find him. Where is he now?",CHAPTER III. DIDO.,Jen shrugged his shoulders.,"What is it?",Judith, who had muffled the sparkling stream of Patricia's nonsense, drew her hand away with a little squeal.,"They killed Maurice!","Say that again, young one," she demanded imperatively. "Make it good and plain this time.",The idea of Hannah Ann in any such state of loving frenzy was irresistible, and they all pealed out their appreciation of Judith's picture of the grim elderly housekeeper of Greycroft.,"—and all these years I have walked the world, blindfolded to its loveliness with the blackness that came to me when I found that you—",CHAPTER XIII. ISABELLA.,This remark put the matter beyond all doubt. The girl, by her own admission, had been hypnotized by the negress, and, while in the trance state, with her will at the mercy of the other woman, she had killed her lover. Morally speaking, it was Dido, in the person of Isabella, who was the assassin. However, the major had learned all that he wished to know, and not wishing to pursue the subject, turned the conversation by explaining that Etwald was coming in a few minutes. Mrs. Dallas rose up in a cold fury.,Elinor merely smiled her gentle, affectionate smile, but Patricia rippled out in mocking laughter..