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Patricia grabbed the sheet before Judith could set down her glass, and she read it aloud, with great enjoyment.,"I have seen it," corrected Etwald, with professional calmness, "the poor fellow is dead, major--dead from blood-poisoning.",Griffin, who was just behind her, winked solemnly at Patricia and then shook her head sadly, as if to indicate that the monitor was in her opinion hopelessly incorrigible.,Whereupon he returned to his house as though nothing had happened. Mrs. Dallas and Isabella came back to "The Wigwam," but without Dido. On the day when the trial terminated in so tragic a manner the negress disappeared, and with her the famous Voodoo stone.,"Dead!" wailed Isabella, catching at the word, "Maurice dead!",Elinor smiled and pulled Patricia down beside her on the stool.,Griffin chuckled. "It's fame that tames them, mark my words. Soon's they get known they grow into a pattern. Ready now. Let her r-r-r-rip!","Yes. I did not speak truly," stammered Isabella, "but I could not act otherwise. It was to save a certain person.","It wasn't on the bulletin board this afternoon," said a girl across the table, who had been listening to this last speech. "Tell us about it, Griffie dear. We're all dying to hear.","And does Mrs. Dallas believe that rubbish?" asked Maurice, incredulously.,"Yes, but on the charge of stealing the body only. I took it out after hearing the evidence of the tramp, Battersea.","Neither do I, but I think of one name, my friend.".