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"I refuse to tell you--at present.",Jen rose to his feet and stretched out one hand toward Arkel.,"I don't know anything about the devil-stick. I never saw it; but with regard to the perfume I can explain. I was ill on that night, as you know, and Dido applied some of her negro remedies; among them the perfume with which that handkerchief of my mother's was saturated. It was bound across my forehead to soothe the nerves. During my journey to your house I snatched it off, and--",As they went back to the flower-decked sitting-room, Judith edged close to whisper in her ear.,"I'm awfully sorry—" began Madalon, contritely, but Judith was too deeply disappointed to be very polite.,"You are not my guest," retorted Jen, furiously.,"Well, of all things!" exclaimed Patricia indignantly. "We're locked out!",CHAPTER III ANTICIPATION,"I see that you are a feather-headed kitten," said Elinor, not at all mollified. "Miss Jinny will do very well as she is without your romantic nonsense to mortify her. I I'm ashamed of you, indeed I am, Patricia. I thought you had more delicacy.",All eyes were upon him as he crumpled his napkin into a hard ball and crushed it between his flexible fingers, while his face assumed an earnest and rather anxious expression.,"Then who did?","One moment, major. I wish we three to understand one another"--here the doctor hesitated, then went on in an impressive voice--"about Miss Dallas!".