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Here David, who had been fidgeting with his cigar, broke in impatiently.,"Oh!" said the major, suddenly recollecting what had taken place. "I remember her visit; but she gave as her excuse that you wanted to see me.","Well, Dido can do nothing," said Maurice, in a jesting tone, "unless you want her to forbid the banns.","There's a picture for you, Elinor," said David, pointing to the beautiful serrated mass of the great buildings looming misty-blue against the gold. "Can't you remember that, and put it on canvas when you get home?","Not Dido. Oh!" cried Isabella, in a tone of anguish, "it was my mother.","I'll sing 'Mary of Argyle' first, and then a new little song, but it won't sound very well without any accompaniment," she said simply, and then, folding her hands before her and tilting her head like a bird, she began to sing, softly at first and then louder till her voice soared and rang echoing through the bare, empty rooms that flanked the lunch rooms.,"I hab seen dat," replied Dido, nodding her head. "Black blood in youse, an' I can do Obi on you. I send your spirit to de house of Massa Jen. You tell me ob de debble-stick.",However, as the advantage derived from the transfer was all on the side of the prosecution, Jen did not think it wise to inquire too closely into the means which Dido had employed to regain the talisman. He saw nothing of David, who pointedly kept out of his way. He made no inquiries of Dido, and simply informed the inspector that the negress was ready to explain Etwald's secrets, without telling him why she was willing to do so.,"What!" cried Arkel, in surprise. "Do you pity Mr. Sarby?","Well, you needn't," expostulated Judith sagely. "You got it, didn't you?","Do you think he is guilty?",CHAPTER XI. MAJOR JEN, DETECTIVE..