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Jen was about to explain when he remembered the necessity of keeping silent concerning the visit of Isabella to the house.,"And the young king of the Black Isles and his wife!" cried Patricia, giggling. "That's Jeffries, the modeling-room pet, and Miss Green. She'll exercise the black art in earnest. Did you ever see such paralyzing expressions as she can call up! That pastry cook is Peacock, the assistant in the antique. I know him by his red hair.","The body is gone!" cried David, hurrying toward the bed.,"To-night!" echoed Jen, starting up. "You saw Maurice to-night?","I don't know--I can't say!" interrupted his master, impatiently. "Go and get the men to bring down a stretcher for the body, and send the groom for Dr. Etwald.","No. I can understand your anger from your point of view.","I know who drugged Jaggard. I have learned who stole the body of Maurice!","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?","Dat so; but I not see dat debble-stick.",David raised his head and looked at the major, at the doctor, at the inspector.,"All right," acquiesced Patricia, meekly. "I didn't mean to be silly. I'm a lot fonder of her than you are, and I was only thinking what fun it would be for her, don't you see?","Read it for yourselves," she smiled, tossing the sheet across the table. "My time's about up. It's criticism morning in the portrait class, and I want to get a lot more done before Mr. Benton comes.".