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But hark! What is this that greets her ear? The ring of horse's feet upon the quiet road! "Ah!" replied her father; "it must always be as he says"; and they spoke no more about it. "I dare say," says Mr. Rodney, with rising ire..
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"Now I hope you will feel less pain," she says, with modest triumph. "From the Louvre. They are in Paris." I forget if I described it before, but it is a room quite perfect in every respect, a beautiful room, oak-panelled from floor to ceiling, with this peculiarity about it, that whereas three of the walls have their panels quite long, without a break from top to bottom, the fourth—that is, the one in which the fireplace has been inserted—has the panels of a smaller size, cut up into pieces from about one foot broad to two feet long. "I want you to see my own work," she says, going up markedly to Mona. "I am glad my garden has pleased you. I could see by your eyes how well you appreciated it. To see the beautiful in everything, that is the only true religion." She smiles her careful absent smile again as she says this, and gazes earnestly at Mona. Perhaps, being true to her religion, she is noting "the beautiful" in her Irish guest..
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