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"'That by and by will make the music mute,'" ended Patricia dismally. "Oh, I hope not, Norn. I hope it'll all turn out well and we can go on pleasantly and peaceably for the rest of the term. I hate rows and suspicions. I'd like to live 'in charity and love to all men,' but I'm always getting into scrapes. I no sooner learn to like a person than they turn out to be fakes.","Mother, what is it? What does Dido sing?","Yes," assented Jen, turning his sharp eyes on Isabella, "and you--do you believe in this Voodoo stone also?","There will be no need for him to do that," replied David, coldly. "I shall never marry Isabella.","For heaven's sake don't couple my name with Lady Meg's," interrupted Maurice, sharply. "You know quite well--","But to make a long story short, I had the body of Mr. Alymer stolen, with the aid of Dido, in order to revive my rival. I did not wish him to die, so I took away his body, and kept him in the trance for some weeks, feeding him in the meantime, so as to preserve life. While I was in prison. Dido attended him by my orders. Mr. Alymer was not concealed in my house; so that is why the police had a useless search for the body. Where was he concealed? Ah, that is my secret.,Doris Leighton, who was flushed and animated, went directly up to Elinor.,"No; but I fancy her reason is.",Fortunately he was not forced to sorrow alone; toward midday David arrived from town, filled with grief and surprise at the untimely end of Maurice. He found the major in the library, and grasped him by the hand with genuine sorrow.,The waiter bowed as he folded the coat carefully.,"What was it like?" eagerly demanded Patricia. "It doesn't matter now, you know, if you tell. We won't tell, and it's too late, anyway, to make any difference.","A doctor's brougham?".