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"Dat so?" said a hoarse voice at the door.,"Battersea told you," stammered Arkel, amazed at his insight.,"Well," said Lady Meg, "it would seem that the devil-stick is the center of this mystery.","What does she do?" asked Patricia, delighted with the ease and candor of this speech. She felt sure this rickety, loose-jointed, pale-colored young woman was going to be worth while.,"Ah," said Isabella, clasping her hands, "I am sure that it was that terrible man who made David kill Maurice. Oh, if I had only met Maurice on that night, I might have prevented the quarrel.",Nevertheless, in spite of his protest, David took great care to behave with the utmost frigidity to Patricia whenever the smiling waiter made his appearance, and instead lavished his care on Judith, who took on airs of importance that were delightful to behold.,"Why in the world doesn't Elinor loosen up?" she thought, impatiently.,"Why not?" said Etwald, coolly. "Mrs. Dallas had no reason to steal the devil-stick, yet--","Well, I declare, if you ain't just the same," said Miss Jinny, as Patricia piloted her through the crowds to the cab-stand.,The room was very dark at first, and little whispers ran all about in the gloom. There was a rustling and shuffling and a sound of hurried, muffled steps. Patricia, from her hiding place behind the door screen, could make out nothing but the dim oblong of the transom above her head and the long pale mass of the skylight.,Patricia underwent a swift change as she lifted her shining eyes to Bruce's laughing face.,"There isn't any table—" she had begun, still with slight protest in her voice, when Bruce ushered them up the narrow vertical stair to the larger room above where more tables and windows made a cozy dining place for about a dozen people..