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"That's so," admitted Patricia readily. "You always hit the nail on the head, old lady. Now I must run. See you later," and closing the door behind her, she ran down the steps and hurried off through the tingling morning air, with her parcel tight under her arm and a kindling light on her mobile face.,"While dat big man hab de Voodoo stone I do notin'--notin'," she said. And from this obstinate position they all failed to move her.,Diving under her stand, she fished out the bundle and opened it with trembling fingers.,"Dat so?" said a hoarse voice at the door.,"This is the famous Hughes Junior," said David, introducing him to them collectively. "Collector of dead bugs, and trouble generally. He looks mild, but you want to watch him.","Yes; he is in love with you.","Nor that, either.","But she denied knowledge of the devil-stick.","But that is ridiculous," said he. "The commission of a crime presupposes a motive. Now what motive had Dido to kill your friend?",Patricia looked at her with laughing eyes that gradually grew sober.,Jen shrugged his shoulders.,To learn the truth, he thought it advisable to call at "The Wigwam" and interrogate Dido. With the evidence of Jaggard to go on, the major felt satisfied that he could by threatening her with arrest, force her into confessing the whole nefarious plot. Who had thieved the devil-stick? Who had slain Maurice? Who had stolen the body? Undoubtedly, Etwald was the villain who was guilty of all three crimes, and the evidence of Dido would be sufficient to convict him of the deeds..