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"Now for a sight of the dislocated gentleman," said Elinor gayly. "And then for the great event." "No," he replied. "I don't say that exactly, but you must admit that the finding of the handkerchief bound round Jaggard's head is strange." Doris Leighton, with a rather flushed face, leaned forward as Patricia spoke and touched her on the shoulder..
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"Jaggard, did you notice that negress of Mrs. Dallas' about the grounds, since five o'clock?" "As if I'd publish it on the housetops!" she cried in infinite disdain. "It's plain you aren't much up in detective stories." "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. Before Maurice could take up the implied challenge, which threw doubts upon his moral courage, Mrs. Dallas advanced heavily to meet her visitors. Isabella had already flitted like a white butterfly into the drawing-room, and her mother received the two young men alone. Her reception was, as usual, ponderous and vague..
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