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"Prove!" retorted Jen sharply, "simply that it was dropped there by that black fiend after she had killed Maurice.","My dear young lady," he remonstrated, "why distress yourself with recollections of these things?","Der noting wrong, missy," said Dido, eagerly. "I swear--","That is improbable, if to do so she has to betray her mother or her nurse. I don't think you'll learn much in that quarter, major.",Maurice, whose nerves were proof against such fantasies, laughed disbelievingly.,"On this occasion, however, he discovered that they made four," replied the major, dryly. "Well, the man and the woman put the body into the carriage--a closed carriage, I suppose?","I don't believe Mrs. Dallas has anything to do with the matter," he said, in a decisive voice. "She had no motive to commit these three crimes, each one of which is more terrible than the other. Nor, major, do I think that she has nerve or brain enough to design or accomplish assassination or theft.","David," said he, quietly, "there is something very extraordinary in your behavior, and you refuse to give me your reasons therefor. If I wait until the trial, will you explain?","Don't you go making suggestions of that sort," warned Bruce, with impressive authority. "The girl will feel as though her great-grandmother were a thief.","There isn't a soul in sight," she announced. "Hustle while the coast's clear. Someone may come back at any moment.","Now, don't let's waste time," said David briskly. "Where are we bound first? How about taking a peep at the art-joint? Do you allow visitors in the morning?","Well, no, major. On second thought I do not think it is wise to couple those two words as yet. The thief may not be the murderer, and--but what can I say?" broke off Etwald, suddenly. "As yet we know nothing. It is late, now, major, and I must get back. Shall I give information to the police?".