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"Will that take her long?" asks Mona, somewhat wistfully, feeling, without understanding, some want in his voice. The air is full of death and desolation. It is cold and raw, and no vestige of vegetation is anywhere. In the distance, indeed, she can see some fir-trees that alone show green amidst a wilderness of brown, and are hailed with rapture by the eye, tired of the gray and sullen monotony. But except for these all is dull and unfruitful. "For the agint, miss. Oh, if ye tell on me now they'll kill me. Maxil, ye know; me lord's agint.".

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