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Mona is sitting in the morning-room, the faithful and ever lively Nolly at her side. According to his lights, she is "worth a ship-load of the whole lot," and as such he haunts her. But to-day she fails him. She is absent, depressed, weighed down with thought,—anything but congenial. She forgets to smile in the right place, says, "Yes" when courtesy requires "No," and is deaf to his gayest sallies. There is no grate, and the fire, which has plainly made up its mind not to light, is composed of Yule-logs. The floor is shining with sand, rushes having palled on Lady Lilias. "Wide open.".
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"Malcolm, who was that lovely creature you were talking to just now?" asks his mother, as Lauderdale draws near her. At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep. Whereupon every one thinks he is a bold and daring man thus to risk fortune again. "Now you will believe," said the Raven. "Take, then, the arrow and the wing, and go and get your wife." The man took these things and went to the Thunder's lodge. He entered and sat down by the doorway..
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