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"I quite agree with you," said David, simply, and, turning to Isabella, he took her gently by the hand. "Come, Miss Dallas. This is no place for you.",On the morrow the post-mortem examination was to take place, and the inspector of police at Deanminster had left a man in the house to look after the interests of justice. As yet the inspector--no very gifted man at the most--was doubtful of the proper course to pursue. A crime had been committed; the victim was a well-known gentleman; so here, if anywhere, was a chance of his covering himself with glory by discovering the assassin. But Arkel--the inspector in question--had only experience in bucolic crimes of the rick-burning order, or, at the worst, the poker murders of laborers. The subtlety with which this deed had been accomplished baffled him. He could not grasp the idea of the devil-stick, or even take in the mode of the death. If Arkel were to be the avenger of Alymer's death the assassin ran an excellent chance of getting off scot free.,"Stuff!" said Griffin energetically. "She'd be simply awful if she were thin. Aren't you coming in to see Naskowski's lion-tamer? He's showing it in the clay room.","Find out in the morning how she feels about it," said Elinor, switching off the light. "I'm pretty sure she'll want to go.","I daresay," replied Maurice, coolly. "The more so, as I believe he has stolen the devil-stick.",Maurice looked--the devil-stick was gone!,His attitude at this moment was rather displeasing to his friends. He refused to permit anyone to see the chamber whence the body had been stolen, and even declined to discuss the matter or accept advice as to the best thing to be done. To all who spoke to him--and these were many--he had but one reply.,"Simply to a theory I have in my head. Jaggard was drugged, sir.",Major Jen considered again, and looked her straightly in the eyes.,"Ho! yis. It berry strong, dat smell. Too much of it kill--kill--kill!","Pacing the veranda?" echoed Jen, thoughtfully. "Was she fully dressed?","I'm certain of it, major; and it was that black witch who stole the body.".