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"Murder!" echoed Jaggard, his ruddy face growing pale. "And who, sir--" "Nor that, either." Toward the morning Jen slept for an hour or so, and when he rose and had taken his bath he felt much refreshed, and ready to face Etwald at this final interview. At eleven o'clock Mrs. Dallas arrived with Isabella, the latter looking wan and ill. Even had the major not promised to be silent, he could not have brought himself to tell the poor girl the truth at that moment. After all, she was perfectly innocent, and had committed the crime unwittingly. Dido was the culprit, not Isabella; and the major felt a profound pity for the miserable girl, who had been made a tool of by the unscrupulous negress and the evil-minded Etwald..
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"No. I'll see Isabella, and hear what she has to say. She loved Maurice, and will aid me to avenge his death." Patricia tossed her bright head scornfully. What his real name was nobody knew, but he said that he was called Battersea, after the parish in which he had been reared as a foundling. She broke off in amazement at the familiar grin of one of the most glittering queens. "Griffin, of all people!" she cried, delightedly, and held out an eager hand..
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