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But that Mr. Rodney is still oppressed with the fear that he has mortally offended her, he could have laughed out loud at this childish speech; but anxiety helps him to restrain his mirth. Nevertheless he feels an unholy joy as he thinks on Mr. Moore's bald pate, his "too, too solid flesh," and his "many days.",Still, it was perfectly horrid that Tellef’s fishpole had got smashed. That was awfully bad luck. And his jacket torn, too. But how could he expect anything else when he was so horrid with his boasting and everything?,“But—but you are!” stammered Bob, taken aback for a moment by Jerry’s words. “Didn’t you admit it—”,"I'm not going to put on evening dress," said Maurice, impatiently. "I'll get some dinner in Deanminster, and then go about my business.","The devil-stick!" gasped Jen, pointing a shaking finger at the wall. "The devil-stick!","Well, Gee whitticker!" he exclaimed. "Who do you s'pose had the nerve to take it?","But that is ridiculous," said he. "The commission of a crime presupposes a motive. Now what motive had Dido to kill your friend?","Swear," said he, "that you will not marry Isabella Dallas until you have discovered and punished the murderer of Maurice.","Perhaps it will all come right at last. Oh! if some kind good fairy would but come to our aid and help us to confound our enemies!",At this instant a soft ringing laugh, that once heard is not easily forgotten, comes from an inner room, that is carefully curtained and delicately lighted, and smites upon their ears.,"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.",CHAPTER XXIX..