"Hush," said the old woman, raising her hand, "you will be heard. Our son-in-law lives over there. He does not give us anything at all to eat.",
So thinks Mona, and goes steadily on to the library, dreading nothing, and inexpressibly cheered by the thought that gloom at least does not await her there.,
"Oh, no, don't," says Mona, earnestly. Then she stops short, and blushes a faint sweet crimson..
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