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Patricia broke in on her dismal forebodings with a rippling, silvery laugh.,"God forbid that my heart should harbor so ill a thought," cried Jen, with natural horror. "But I tell you what, David. We must sift this affair to the bottom. Maurice is dead, his assassin is at large, so we must catch him.","Mrs. Dallas?" cried David, starting from his seat. "Did she steal the devil-stick?",Judith's voice came plaintively from her room.,"Literary grandmother!" exclaimed Patricia scornfully. "She's a conceited chicken that thinks she's a nightingale because she can peep louder than some. Wait till you've had some of your stuff printed, Judy, before you boast. Anyone can scribble——","I can't say. If I knew that I'd know who stole the body. But he was drugged by means of a perfume which is the same as that impregnating the devil-stick.",Dr. Etwald approached, with what was meant for a smile on his usually sombre face, and took off his hat to Miss Dallas. But he did not speak as he made his salutation, so the girl was forced, by reason of this uncomfortable silence, to make the first observation.,Judith, ignoring Patricia's pungent remarks, turned her calm eyes inquiringly to Elinor.,"Because Maurice was engaged to your daughter, whom he wished to marry. Etwald killed my poor lad, so as to remove a dangerous rival from his path.","I don't believe anyone would be so low minded!" cried Elinor, shocked and reproachful. "How can you say such things, Miss Pat?","None in the world. Yet she certainly took his life.","Oh, Doris!" was all she found to say, as she stretched eager hands toward her..