"It is pretty, I think," she says. "The duke," with a grave look, "gave it to me just two years after my son was born.",
She turns involuntarily, through the innate courtesy that belongs to her race, to return his parting salutation, and, looking at him, sees a tiny spot of blood trickling down his forehead from the wound received awhile since.,
"Oh, no," says Mona, gently; "only I should like you better, of course, if you were not the cause of our undoing.".
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