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"Well, just as you please," he said, raising his eyebrows, "but you are as mysterious as David.","Was I humming?" she asked genially. "I didn't know I was making any noise at all. I'm awfully sorry to have gotten on your nerves. I was thinking about some exercises, and I must have thought out loud.","So pleased to see you, Mr. Alymer. Dr. Etwald, I am charmed. It is a delightful day, is it not? Reminds one of Barbadoes.","Maurice dead!" repeated the girl, with a pale cheek.,"I hear the name of Max Etwald coupled with the crime of murder. Is this the way you treat your guests, major?",Etwald shook his head and smiled.,Great was the astonishment throughout the neighborhood when it became known that Dr. Etwald, the clever physician of Deanminster, had been arrested on a double charge of murder and theft of a dead body. Those who did not like him--and they were the majority--rejoiced openly that the assassin of Maurice Alymer had been found in Etwald's person; but there were some that regretted that so brilliant a man should be consigned to a felon's cell, and--possibly in the hereafter--to a felon's doom. But whatever opinions, for or against the prisoner, were held by the good people of Deanminster and the surrounding neighborhood, there was no doubt of one thing: The trial of Max Etwald at the assizes would be the great sensation of the year.,Disturbed by the unexpected appearance of David, and seeing from his expression that he was bent upon making himself disagreeable, Jen hastily interposed to prevent a quarrel between the two young men.,"In what direction?","No!" said David, faintly, turning his face away. "At least not yet.","I say I'm sorry, Molly, but bother that man, and I'll hit him yet!",Here Elinor gave a start, and then composed herself as Judith went on..