"Ye—es; he will do," says Mona, after a second's careful thought, and even now reluctantly.,
Like a flash of lightning, the brute springs forward, and, flinging himself upon Rodney, fastens his teeth upon the arm of the hand that holds the dagger.,
"By your grandfather!" corrects Mona, in a peculiar tone..
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