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"My word!" breathed Patricia, stirred and chilled in spite of herself. "They're doing it brown this time!","If the man had been guilty, he certainly would not offer the evidence of his guilt for sale. Where did he obtain this devil-stick?",Miss Jinny had a queer look, Patricia thought, as she turned hurriedly away with a murmured excuse about the tea table.,Elinor blushed and shook her head.,What brought me to consciousness was his fumbling with the lace on that blue muslin relict of a sentiment. The lace had got caught on his sleeve buttons.,"But she denied knowledge of the devil-stick.","Do as I tell you," said Jen, so fiercely that Jaggard did not dare to disobey, but ran off, leaving the major alone with his dead.,"Nor that, either.",Patricia tossed her bright head scornfully.,Patricia's eyes were too blurred with happy tears to see very clearly, but she made out Elinor's figure bowing over the same purse that Doris Leighton had received ten short days ago, and she whispered to herself joyously, "Dear old Norn, they've more than paid up for all the horridness now, haven't they? And you deserve it all, too.",A blue-aproned girl who had been packing her materials in an adjoining locker turned civilly.,"And you refuse to aid me," said the major, reproachfully; "well, keep your secret, I may be able to do without your help. But," added Jen, fixing a piercing glance on the young man, "I notice that you do not ask me the name of the person who drugged Jaggard.".