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"It must be hard on her," acquiesced Patricia. "Why didn't she get something else to do?","Well, we're turning another page of our lives," he said with a backward glance at the rooms where they had been so busy and so happy. "Who can say what will be written there?","Was he with you when you made the discovery?","Say that again, young one," she demanded imperatively. "Make it good and plain this time.","No, no! I hope not," cried Jen, horrified at the idea.,"Battersea told you," stammered Arkel, amazed at his insight.,"We shall see," replied Jen, who was as obstinate as a mule on some points. "I am no fool.","The law will do that.","How do I know who is guilty?" snapped Jen. "I wish I did! I'd hang him or her. But this black wretch and her confounded mistress have to do with the death of my poor boy, I am certain.",Elinor sighed in deep content.,"Now, now," laughed Isabella, "no more of that nonsense, Battersea." She turned and ran along the veranda into the house. The tramp and the negress were alone.,"Do you know that it's Sunday morning, and I ought to be reading my two chapters?" she demanded severely. "This town life is making me forget my religion already, and as for you, you worldly-minded young sinner, you ought to be ashamed of yourself, beguiling me with your heathenish dance parties. Go along now and let me get my mind in order again.".