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"No; but she supplied the means to the man who did.",With regard to David Sarby, he had passed with the estate to Jen. The boy's father, a libertine, a drunkard and a confirmed gambler, had been forced, through his vices, to sell his ancestral home; and within a year of the sale he had dissipated the purchase money in debauchery. Afterward, like the sordid and pitiful coward he had always proved himself to be, he committed suicide, leaving his only son, whose mother had long since been worried into her grave, a pauper and an orphan.,"Your preserves. Confound your insolence!","I hope you'll get the chance of going, but I doubt it. However, if you do get as far as the West Indies you'll find friends there.","Oh, you may laugh, Miss Pat. But all the same, I'd know. I could tell by the little things that you grown-ups don't notice.",Patricia took the bit of canvas board, and held it at arm's length, squinting at it with eyes that gradually brightened.,Some days are like tin nutmeg-graters that everybody uses to grate you against, and this was one for me. For an hour I sat and grated my own self against Alfred's letter that had come in the morning. I realised that I would just have to come to some sort of decision about what I was going to do, for he wrote that he was coming in a week or two.,"To see me!" said Maurice, looking at his rival. "Then why did you not go to 'Ashantee?'",They sat in absolute silence, absently watching the occupants of the now nearly deserted tables straggle out in twos and threes, until the room was quite empty, and Patricia could bear it no longer.,"Of course he does," cried Jen, wrathfully.,The three people gave a simultaneous cry of amazement and delight, for there, on the threshold of the room, alive and well, stood--Maurice Alymer.,"What!" cried Jen, jumping up, "did Dido accuse your mother of the crime?".