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"It is a fact," insisted Jen. "I have the evidence of Jaggard to prove that Dido was in the room on that night.","He did, sir. Leastways he arsked me to arsk Dido 'bout it.",CHAPTER XIII. ISABELLA.,"How she'd have adored mother, if she had only lived," said Elinor softly. "Mother was so lovely. I always feel that you two have been cheated out of so much—not even to have a dim memory of her.","I didn't dream those uproarious creatures could be so serious. I wonder where they got that song," she said to herself as she slipped unnoticed out into the twilight of the corridor.,"Say a friend," observed Etwald, calmly, "although I am about to say that which may cause these two young gentlemen to look upon me as an enemy.","I shall tell you all about it to-morrow," answered Jen, soothingly, and led her out of the room. "At the present moment you must go home with Mr. Sarby. David, there is a loose cloak of mine in the hall. Wrap it round her and come into the library. It is best that she should leave in the way she came.","What do you wish to say?","Of course; but Isabella does not know that. She thinks--and on the face of it, with reason--that David killed Maurice out of jealousy.","Rubbish, my boy. It has been hanging on the wall for years, and has never hurt anyone yet!","A traitor?" echoed David, with a flush rising in his pale cheeks.,"As a gentleman, I must accept your dismissal," he said, quietly; "but I decline to give up Isabella.".