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He rattled on all through the dance, Patricia getting in only a few words here and there, and when the music stopped he steered her to a particularly gay group under a big palm in a corner, and introduced her to the two Halden girls and their mother, and then went off in search of Elinor and Miss Jinny.,Patricia had opened her lips to sustain Margaret Howes' point of view, when Griffin, followed by Miss Green, came breathlessly in to the room.,"I know who drugged Jaggard. I have learned who stole the body of Maurice!","Molly," he said, when enough tenderness had come back into his arms to let me breathe, "you have almost killed me!","Oh! so she is an old friend of yours?","I can't tell you that just now," he said, in a hesitating manner. "But I know it for certain.",Of course this was mere raving on the part of Jen, who had no reason to connect either woman with the crime; but the poor man was beside himself with grief at the loss of Maurice, and hardly knew what he was saying. Being in this frame of mind he was by no means pleased when shortly after the delivery of Mrs. Dallas' message Dido made her appearance with a request for a personal interview.,CHAPTER VIII SMOOTH WATERS,"How would you manage it, Sherlock?" asked Patricia. "Give us a hint of your method, and we may be able to locate the fiend ourselves.",Griffin, who was winking at her behind Elinor's back in a particularly portentous fashion, turned to the door.,Judith's dramatic sense asserted itself, and she frowned at Patricia's frivolous interruption of the portentous silence.,"But I assure you, David, the handkerchief is hers.".