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"I am sure of that," remarked Jen, taking the devil-stick off the table. "And you stole this, I'll be bound.","Maurice wanted to marry her.","From whom?","I understand," said Maurice, with a shrug. "It seems hopeless to contest this decision of a diseased and feeble mind. I can understand Dido stopping my marriage, as she wants to retain her sinful influence over Isabella; I can understand Mrs. Dallas, weak and silly, being dominated by this negro Jezebel; but I can't understand why David is chosen as the future son-in-law. If he marries Isabella, he will no more put up with Dido than I should have done.",Miss Jinny nodded. "She'd work her to death, anyway," she agreed. "She's mighty inhuman under her soft outside. Her help don't hear much of her purry ways, I can tell you. That's why they're always leaving. No, Mrs. Hand won't do." She sighed in perplexity. "I wish we were well enough off to keep her ourselves. I've taken a liking to her quiet ways, and I'd enjoy having her about, I'm sure. Most country girls are so loud and clumping that I've never wanted help before, but she's mighty different.","Where is the body, you wretch?","But my mother may not consent," said Isabella, a trifle nervously.,"And you will let me know?","Don't I always study like this?" replied Judith without looking up. "Go ahead as long as you like—only don't talk. I want to study.","Ho, ho!" thought Maurice, as he turned away. "So David has gone to see Lady Meg and the countess. Now, if he is in love with Isabella, and Mrs. Dallas favors his suit, I wonder why he acts in that way?",Leaf III.,Etwald looked round for a chair, selected the most comfortable, and sat down with great deliberation..