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Mrs. Dallas, closing her eyes, continued rocking herself to and fro, saying but one word in answer.,"She has nothing to do with the matter," replied Jen, surprised at the agitation of the young man. "It was Battersea who found it. He offered it for sale to Lady Meg, and she brought it and the tramp to me.",And its goodness was the wile,,Jen started, and looked sharply at the old man, who, to all appearances, was answering his questions with all possible candor.,"That is enough," interrupted Mrs. Dallas, rising in a cold fury. "I want no further speeches from you. Go to your room, Isabella. Mr. Alymer, your way lies yonder," and with a swift gesture she pointed to the window.,Miss Jinny rose abruptly, and putting away her things, began preparations for tea.,"I'm not so sure of that," retorted Maurice; "I love Isabella, and come what may I intend to make her my wife.","You would have heard Jaggard call out, I suppose?","Bah! you black parrot!" muttered Maurice scornfully and turned upon his heel. As he vanished down the walk Dido clapped her hands together with great satisfaction and began to sing in low tones. Her song was barbaric in words and strange beyond all telling in the music. It rose and fell, and moaned and drawled, in a curiously painful manner. In the drawing-room Mrs. Dallas had risen to her feet at the first deep contralto note, and now stood rocking herself to and fro with an expression of alarm on her face. Isabella was terrified in her turn by Dido's song and her mother's strange conduct, though by this time she should have been used to these eccentricities.,"See widin dat stick," she muttered, eagerly. "I wish to see.","It's better than I ever dreamed," she said to the amiable Griffin as she was showing her how to put the wet cloths about her work. "It's not half so hard as I thought it would be, either.","Woman," cried Jen, with energy, "no one but you could manufacture the poison with which the devil-stick was filled.".