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She met Billy toiling up the front step with a long piece of rusty iron gas-pipe, which took off an inch of paint as it bumped against the doorway. She bent down and kissed the back of his neck, which theft was almost more than I could stand and apparently more than Billy was prepared to accept.,The leader raised a grisly hand and swept the assembly with her cavernous eye sockets.,"Because de master hab doomed dat yaller-ha'r," said Dido, and continued her song.,"And yet he was a strong man," said Etwald, when he conveyed this intelligence. "He must have been taken by surprise.",Judith's voice came plaintively from her room.,Patricia was silent, weighing this suggestion. They both broke into negation at once as they reached their own front door.,Patricia's voice swelled and sank on the last lines of the old song, and the girls broke into hearty applause, which was startlingly reinforced from the doorway of the lumber cellar. The janitor's sallow face appeared from the gloom and his deep voice boomed an encore.,"She isn't in mourning," said Elinor, making a discovery. "I wonder who she is. She's impressive enough to be the president of the board, and Bruce says that's the most important person in the place.","I don't know," she said, in a stolid tone.,"But what are you talking of?" broke in Jen, impetuously. "You say that my poor boy died from blood-poisoning. How else could he have come by that, save through being touched or struck with the devil-stick? No one in the neighborhood was likely to possess any weapon likely to corrupt the blood. If Maurice had been stabbed, or shot, or if his head had been smashed in, I could understand the crime--or rather the motive for the crime--better; but as it is, the person who stole the devil-stick must have killed him.","Did you see Elinor?" whispered Judith to Patricia, as she edged her way to her in the packed assembly room.,"Rain," said Jen, drawing back, "All the better; there will be no spies about, and you can take Miss Dallas home without being observed.".