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"I shall tell it to you," replied Jen, with some hesitation; "but I am afraid I shall give you pain." Patricia, noting the downy line that penciled the corners of her firm mouth, hesitated to put an inquiry that could be delicate enough to indicate the faint moustache without hurting Miss Jinny's feelings. Before his departure he had left a message for David, who had not made his appearance at breakfast, requesting the young man to be in the library at noon..
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"I can't give you my reasons. They would take too long to explain. But I believe that out of jealousy he killed Maurice." Of course, busybodies, who saw their well-meant but meddlesome advice thus rejected, were by no means pleased, and some even went so far as to say that the shock of death and disappearance had unsettled Jen's reason. They spoke to David and counseled him to look well after his guardian, and said also that the major, if he had his senses about him, which was doubtful, should engage a smart London detective to investigate the case. But, as has been before stated, Jen had concluded to be his own detective. The road which ran past "Ashantee" toward The Wigwam was lonely even in the daytime, and at this hour of the night--for it was close upon nine o'clock--it was quite deserted. Not a person was in sight, although the major could see up and down the road for a considerable distance, owing to the bright moonlight. He raised Maurice--or rather all that remained of Maurice--in his arms, and placed the body on the soft grass by the wayside. Then he sat down and began to think out the reason for the committal of this cowardly crime. "He seems to have been very confidential," said Isabella, scornfully, "and from what I have seen, Dido, he has some influence over you.".
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