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Crispin had breakfasted, but he remained in the room, "to wait," as he said with grim jocularity, "on the mistress of the house. " Whenever she tried to bring the talk again to the subject of the noises of the night, he slid away from it in a most skilful manner, so that she could find out nothing from him, and presently got rather a sharp warning about the value of silence. When she again expressed a wish to see her father, too, he answered very shortly, so that she began to understand that Crispin's goodwill did not render him pliable. Mrs. Bean was in the room when she made this last request. She stood up suddenly, with a crumb-brush in her hand, and a look of great annoyance upon her face.
"There'll have to be an inquest! " cried she. "Did you ever think of that?"