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"If I thought that--. But," added Jen, breaking off, "how did you know that David was in London?","How did you obtain it?","Very good," said Jen, as they turned their steps toward the house. "If her explanation is only as clear as your own, I shall have nothing to say. By the way, Miss Dallas, how did you escape from your room that night?","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.","They killed Maurice!","What in the world did Hannah Ann write to you for?" queried Elinor absently. "She usually sends her weekly reports to me.","It would seem so from this veracious history the major is telling us, said Etwald, with irony.,She turned to receive the congratulations that crowded on her, and Patricia, with a gay little ripple of amusement, watched the slender childish figure straighten to its utmost height and assume an air of grave affability as Judith responded to her ovation.,"She want you to-day," insisted Dido, obstinately.,"Like the fool she is," said the doctor, putting on his hat. "Well, I am going. Will you see me to-morrow morning?",It was Elinor's turn to raise misty eyes to the Messenger of the Ideal, and, like Judith, she was silent, busy with this thought.,"Bruce Haydon!" exclaimed Patricia, astonished. "Why, he's in Italy, isn't he? Elinor had a letter yesterday——".