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"I thought Miss Green was really quite clever," said Elinor brightly. "She certainly read the verse attached to her's with a lot of expression. I didn't think she could be so sprightly.","He was not ignorant of that!" she said in a low voice. "To account for the fever which seized me, my mother explained all that took place to Dr. Etwald. He quite understood that I had dropped the handkerchief.","As to that," he said, "we are by no means certain that they are the same.","I wouldn't if I were you, major!" said Etwald, judiciously; "she might be the bearer of valuable information, likely to lead to the detection of Alymer's assassin.","As your adopted father, I demand an answer.",Patricia grinned. "You two geniuses understand each other, I see. Might a humdrum mortal remind you that David is just about sliding into the train shed at this moment?","I don't believe anyone would be so low minded!" cried Elinor, shocked and reproachful. "How can you say such things, Miss Pat?","I wonder who it could have been," they both murmured as they went upstairs to their rooms.,CHAPTER VIII SMOOTH WATERS,Judith sat with one stocking in her hand, dreaming, and she awoke with a start.,Judith was entirely unconscious of the probe.,"True," said Jen; "and why should these wretches have murdered that man?".