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Mona starts violently, and draws back; shame and indignation cover her. Her breath comes in little gasps. "Well, then, I would ask you to harden your heart, because she will say many unpleasant things to you, and will be uncivil to you, simply because she has taken it into her head that you have done her an injury in that you have married Geoffrey! But do you take no notice of her rudeness; ignore her, think always of the time that is coming when your own home will be ready for you, and where you can live with Geoffrey forever, without fear of a harsh word or an unkind glance. There must be comfort in this thought." From morn to dewy eve, nothing is discussed in bower or boudoir but flounces, frills, and furbelows,—three f's that are considered at the Towers of far more vital importance than those other three of Mr. Parnell's forming. And Mona, having proved herself quite in good taste in the matter of her own gowns, and almost an artist where coloring is concerned, is appealed to by both girls on all occasions about such things as must be had in readiness "Against their brydale day, which is not long."—As, for instance:—.
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"It is cruel," says Violet, with suppressed but ardent ire. In the night, together, in sleep, without pain, their shadows had departed to the Sandhills. "Perhaps I have. Do you deny I am in the right?" asks she, returning his gaze undauntedly. "It wasn't all politics, of course," he says carefully..
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