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"You shall have it.",All the men who write me letters seem to get themselves wound up into a sky rocket and then let themselves explode in the last paragraph, and it always upsets my nerves. I was just about to begin to cry again over the last words of the judge, when the only bright spot in the day so far suddenly happened. Pet Buford ran in with the pinkest cheeks and the brightest eyes I had seen since I looked in the mirror the night of the dance. She was in an awful hurry.,Here David, who had been fidgeting with his cigar, broke in impatiently.,"Good, Then between twelve and three the body must have been stolen. You are a light sleeper, I heard you say, major?","Um! He lub you. He told ole Dido so.","Oh, did he though?" cried Patricia, kindling. "How clever of him to see. I thought no one dreamed!","But what about me?" said a voice outside the open window; "what about me?" And a moment later David, in dusty riding-dress, stepped into the room. He looked disturbed and angry, and his strongly marked face bore traces of agitation and haunting thoughts.,"Baal! the wand of sleep! the bringer of death!","That's because we've each of us got something to do," declared Miss Jinny emphatically. "If we were idling around, musing on ourselves from morning till night like some poor creatures do, we'd get prickly mighty soon. People were made to work, and it's flying in the face of Providence to try to get away from it. We all got our share in the curse of Adam, and the sooner we realize it, the better for us.",Judith shrugged uneasily.,"You don't think her life is in danger?" asked David, in a faltering tone.,"Yah!" cried Battersea, derisively. "You're out of it. My mother white; but my father--" here he hesitated, and then resumed: "Yes, you're right. Dido; my father was a negro! A Seedee boy, who was a fireman on a P. and O. liner.".