"But I hope you will not be disappointed when you see it," she says, gently. "You have the real Killarney fern, Sir Nicholas, I can see; the other, I speak of, though to me almost as lovely, is not a bit like it.",
Only a little withered bunch of heather, tied by a blade of grass! Nothing more!,
"No; I have not forgotten you," says Mona, shrinking away from him. As she speaks she looks nervously at Nicholas..
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