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"Tom!" I gasped.,That it was a crime he was certain, for there was no reasonable idea to suppose that Maurice had committed suicide. He had left for Deanminster hardly three hours before, full of health and spirits; and now he was dead. A dead body, a lonely road--all the evidence of an atrocious assassination having been committed, and not one trace of the assassin. Undoubtedly the twice-uttered cry had come from Maurice, and as Jen had raced out of the house after the first time he heard it, he must have reached his boy almost immediately after he died; before, so to speak, the body had time to grow cold. Yet the strange part of the affair was that the body was cold, and that there did not seem to be any wound whereby the murder could have been achieved.,"But with regard to Maurice?",Elinor showed a neat parcel tucked under her muff-arm. "Chicken and lettuce," she said delectably. "White grapes for dessert. Have you seen Margaret Howes and Griffin?",Miss Jinny said not a word for what seemed to Patricia a very long minute; then she gave her deep chuckle and said decisively, "I'll go as Sinbad the Sailor. I've a picture of him at home, and I know just how he's dressed. He's so everlastingly muffled up about his shanks that I used to think he was a lady when I was knee high to a grasshopper.",Patricia sighed and stretched herself luxuriantly.,"Both of them will refuse to meet you. You saw Mrs. Dallas to-day, how she behaved.",Patricia took the bit of canvas board, and held it at arm's length, squinting at it with eyes that gradually brightened.,"And we are going?" she demanded breathlessly. "Oh, say that we are going, Elinor!","And I," cried the girl, "swear to remain true to Maurice.",Leaf V.,"Miss Dallas, I know no more than you do; but he evidently desires to make a clean breast of this whole miserable business.".