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"Ask de great massa.","I have given you the message," said Jen, sharply. "Tell her I'll see her to-morrow. And now, Dido, I want to know what you have to do with this crime?",Isabella turned pale, for she guessed what was coming. As Etwald had raised his voice purposely, Maurice, who was standing by the tea-table, also pricked up his ears. Mrs. Dallas, with some curiosity, raised herself to look closer at Etwald and he, seeing that his auditory was attentive, prepared to launch his thunderbolt.,"She's all right to-day, but she worries because she don't think I can tend to the baby right," he said; and he did look helpless. "Her mother had to go home for two days, but is coming to-morrow. I dasn't undress and wash the youngster myself. It won't hurt him to stay bundled up until granny comes, will it, doc?",Miss Jinny, who had been out scouring the town for the materials for Sinbad's beard, broke in on them breathlessly.,"I don't believe Fra—David would be very critical; he's so good natured," said Elinor. "Isn't it hard to get used to him as our brother, after knowing him as David Carson for a whole summer? I can't ever feel sure of what is his right name now. We knew him as David Carson for so long, and now that he wants to be called by his real name, I simply get more twisted all the time.","Don't I always study like this?" replied Judith without looking up. "Go ahead as long as you like—only don't talk. I want to study.",On this special occasion, however, no ladies were present at the little dinner, and besides Jen and his two boys. Dr. Etwald was the only guest. About this man with the strange name there is something to be said.,She never finished what she was about to say, for at that moment Dido stretched out one arm, and uttered one name, "Batt'sea!","Indeed you did no such thing," retorted Etwald, coolly. "My story is quite different to that of Dido.","I say deep things which you no understan'. Look at ole Dido, you white man.","Oh, did he though?" cried Patricia, kindling. "How clever of him to see. I thought no one dreamed!".