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"Only this, that he has gone up to town without bidding me good-by, save in this short note. I can't understand such conduct.",It was a funny glad-to-see-him I felt as I came into the surgery where he was standing over by the window looking out at my garden in its twilight glow. I gave him my hand and a good deal more of a smile and a blush than I intended.,"Can't find anything," he said at last, letting me go and looking carefully at my face. His eyes were all anxiety; and I liked it. "When does it hurt you, and how?" he asked anxiously.,"Then Dr. Etwald--that horrid, gloomy creature!",Elinor came, with the painter following, and as soon as they saw the work of the storm, Bruce awoke to immediate action.,"Yes, Dido!" repeated Jen, firmly. "Jaggard has just informed me that it was Dido who drugged him. Why did she drug him? To steal the body of my poor lad. Why did she steal the body! To conceal the crime committed by Etwald.",Patricia lifted her brows, perplexed and inquiring, and then dropped them with a shrug that seemed to indicate that the matter no longer interested her.,Mrs. Dallas appeared to be horrified by the recital. Every now and then she cast a look of terror at Dido, while passing her handkerchief over her white lips. When the major concluded she could only shake her head and stammer a few words.,"Why? What can he have to say to my mother?" cried Isabella, in surprise.,"Are you alluding to Dido?" demanded Jen, rather surprised at her tone.,She laid down the little worn book just as the soft notes of the gong floated up from the lower hall.,"Good-morning, doctor," she said, as he replaced his hat; "I suppose you have come to see my mother.".