Lady Rodney holds out her hand, and Mona lays hers within it.,
She glances anxiously at Mona, who is gazing into the fire with a slight frown upon her brow, that looks sadly out of place on that smooth white surface. At Violet's last words it flies away, not to return.,
"Mother, Violet has promised to marry me," he says abruptly. "Haven't you, Violet?".
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