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"Maurice wanted to marry her." "It looks sort of whopper-jawed, doesn't it, Miss Pat?" asked David, hesitating. "I can see it's going to be a stunner when it's done, but I guess I'm weak on sculpture anyway. I can't understand it in the green stage." "I did not find it at all," rejoined the major, gloomily; "Lady Meg brought it to me.".
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"It means murder, Jaggard!" replied Jen in a hollow voice which he hardly recognized as his own. "Mr. Maurice went to Deanminster before dinner, and now--" the major pointed again to the remains. It was Friday morning, and the three girls were the last in the dining-room. The sun was slanting brightly in over the table and fell across the pile of letters with a prophetic shimmer, making the little red and green patches of the stamps flame into gay prominence. David raised his head and looked at the major, at the doctor, at the inspector. "And we are going?" she demanded breathlessly. "Oh, say that we are going, Elinor!".
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