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"But, as I said to Lady Rodney, suppose I haven't a headache," retorts Mona, triumphantly. "I know why you said that about Ryan, and I thank you for it. I should not like to think it was your word had transported him." That we can only say of things, they be.".
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"We must see," says Mona, thoughtfully. "Oh, my lady, if I must speak," cries the old man, "but it is terrible news to tell without a word of warning. Mr. Paul Rodney is dying: he shot himself half an hour ago, and is lying now at Rawson's Lodge in the beech wood." "Do not!" says Mona, again, as though fresh words are impossible to her, drawing her breath quickly. Her evident agitation incenses him to the last degree. Opening the drawer impulsively, he gazes at its contents. Her companion is singularly silent. Scarce one word has escaped him since she first laid her hand upon his arm, and now again dumbness, or some hidden feeling, seals his lips..
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