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The urn is hissing angrily, and breathing forth defiance with all his might. It is evidently possessed with the belief that the teapot has done it some mortal injury, and is waging on it war to the knife. "Mrs. Rodney would perhaps prefer to dance, mother," he says, with some irritation. "Ah, yes," said Kŭt-o-yĭs´, "I will look at it.".
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"Yes, I dare say," says Lady Rodney, who is now wondering when this high-flown visitor will take her departure. "Better give up the Irish plan, dear, and come with Nichols and me to the Nugents. They are easy-going people, and will suit you." "It is like a fairy-tale," says Violet, with unwonted excitement. "Oh, Mona, tell us how you managed it." He succeeds in taking Mona down to dinner, and shows himself particularly devoted through all the time they spend in the dining-room, and follows her afterwards to the drawing-room, as soon as decency will permit. He has, in fact, fallen a hopeless victim to Mona's charms, and feels no shame in the thought that all the world must notice his subjugation. On the contrary, he seems to glory in it..
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