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"The day arter th' young gen'man was killed.","Dido!" cried Isabella. "You did not run away?" "No, missy. I tell de truth against dat man.","What did he say?" burst out Patricia, unable to bear the suspense. "Don't beat around the bush so long, for pity's sake, Norn!","Do you think that someone has stolen the stick, Maurice?" said the major. "Someone from outside, I mean.",She broke off with her mouth and eyes opened to their widest, for there in the chair by the cozy grate sat Mrs. Shelly, while Miss Jinny stood chuckling her husky chuckle and rubbing her elbows nervously with both hands.,"Oh, Patricia!" she cried in Patricia's ear, but the words died into the tempest.,"Well, we're turning another page of our lives," he said with a backward glance at the rooms where they had been so busy and so happy. "Who can say what will be written there?","Are you able to talk?",David looked at Jen in astonishment.,Patricia longed to ask a question, but Margaret Howes saved her the necessity.,"Woman," cried Jen, with energy, "no one but you could manufacture the poison with which the devil-stick was filled.","Going right up on Monday," said Miss Jinny, taking off her things. "The two older girls go back to college, but the rest of the family go right home and stay there.".