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"No, doctor! I am too weary to frame theories at this hour of the night. But, no doubt, Mr. Inspector yonder, can--","No, indeed!" cried Patricia. "It's sweet of them to like it!","But," she protested, raising herself on one elbow. "It wasn't true, what Mr. Benton said about your design. Why don't you tell him so, Elinor?",Elinor held her close, laughing with enjoyment at her ardor.,"The assassin--you know the assassin? Who is he or she?",When Elinor and Patricia were alone, Patricia opened the subject that had been occupying her thought for the last few minutes.,"Aha, dat de yaller-ha'r who makes you fear!" cried Dido, bitterly. "He hate Obi an' me. He will not marry you, missy!",She stepped aside with a swift movement, and the big red lantern swayed and threatened to topple as the cord tightened.,"I have to put him at the end of the table because he is my kinsman and the only host I've got at present, Aunt Bettie," I said regretfully. I always take every chance to rub in Tom's and my relationship on Aunt Bettie, so that she won't notice our friendliness.,"I do," replied Jen, decisively. "But the evidence--ah, the evidence. Well," he added, after a pause, "I have something to go on, in this refilled devil-stick, and the saturated handkerchief.","Hannah Ann just says that the house is all right and Henry is as well as usual," she replied, with an uneasy flush on her clear cheek.,"I think it is my fault," said Isabella, hastily. "I remarked that Dido was always agitated when you came to this house.".