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Here Maurice set down his cup with a crash, and strode across the room, where he faced Etwald in no very pleasant frame of mind. "I do," replied Jen, decisively. "But the evidence--ah, the evidence. Well," he added, after a pause, "I have something to go on, in this refilled devil-stick, and the saturated handkerchief." "I think so; it is my belief, David, that Dr. Etwald killed Maurice!".
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Patricia drummed on the railing. "She was well enough," she admitted grudgingly. "But after I had modeled those figures and tried to get something appropriate for each one—and it was hard to get the candy into the inside of them, too, without spoiling it—they go and accept them as though they were a cup of afternoon tea. I thought they'd show more spirit. Don't talk to me about artists being gay and Bohemian after this." "Because I prophesied ill concerning him!" "Rubbish!" said Jen, tartly. "They must have known that he would betray them when he recovered his senses!" "Now, Molly, don't be jealous just because old Wade has taken her out driving behind the greys after kissing your hand under the lilacs yesterday, which, fortunately, nobody saw but little me! I'm not sore, why should you be? Aren't you happy with me?".
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