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"Be careful lest he goes away." "That gives me the creeps," she remonstrated. "I don't like it. It sounds like funerals and ghosts——" "But what does she mean by it. Uncle Jen? Didn't you wish me to marry Isabella?".
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Dido started, and cast an inquiring look at the impassive face of the white man. A blue-aproned girl who had been packing her materials in an adjoining locker turned civilly. "Jiminy, I wish Tuesday were here and over!" she said fervently. "I'm scared stiff when I think of my poor little study with all those artists focusing their eagle eyes on it." 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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