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"I'll put on my new bonnet," she promised, and trotted off to her room, smoothing the tails of her basque with eager fingers.,"Oh, you mean that Obi rubbish, my dearest," said Maurice, slipping his arm round the slender waist of the girl. "It is on that very account that I wish to tell your mother of our engagement, for I must rescue you from the influence of that dark Jezebel. She is dangerous.",Dido started, and cast an inquiring look at the impassive face of the white man.,"And ask Mrs. Dallas and her daughter to be present?","Yes, the devil-stick. I got it from the assassin of Mr. Alymer!","You aren't going to bring her here?" she queried, a faint flush of shame at the selfishness of her speech creeping into her cheeks.,"Voodoo!" said Dido again, and showed her teeth in anything but a pleasant fashion.,Patricia laughed at Judith's expression, as she watched François whisk away to the dumb-waiter in the far corner of the little apartment, and roar stentorian commands in indistinguishable French to an unseen source of supply below.,When he paused, she pondered and finally spoke out.,"Yes, sir. A traitor to your foster-brother, who was your rival. It is because Maurice loved the woman who hates you that you act the unworthy part of defending his murderer.","Or to kill men with," rejoined Jen, ironically; "or to drug the watchers of the dead.","Ah! poor Maurice always mistrusted that negress!".