There is a sparkle in Mona's eyes, a slight severing of her lips, that bespeak satisfaction and betray her full of very innocent appreciation of her own beauty. She stands well back, with her head held proudly up, and with her hands lightly clasped before her. Her attitude is full of unstudied grace.,
"He may not,—there is a faint chance,—but of course the title is gone, as he has proved his birth beyond dispute.",
And so they are married, and last words are spoken, and adieux said, and sad tears fall, and for many days her own land knows Mona no more..
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