It seems such a direct running commentary on Mona's supposed ill deed that every one—as by a single impulse—looks up. Nolly and Jack Rodney exchange covert glances. But for the depression that reigns all round, I think these two would have given way to frivolous merriment.,
"Let's have it," says Jack, waking up from his reverie, having found it impossible to compel Violet's eyes to meet his.,
"My dear child, don't talk like that," he says, nervously: "you're done up, you know. Come to bed.".
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