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"Pity me, O Sun!" he prayed; and turning away, he set off to look for the trail to the Sun's lodge. "I want you to leave Ireland—not next month, or next week, but at once. To-morrow, if possible." "No; I have not forgotten you," says Mona, shrinking away from him. As she speaks she looks nervously at Nicholas..
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"You used to be tremendous friends there at one time," says Geoffrey; "never out of the house." And then she sings again, some old-world song of love and chivalry that awakes within one a quick longing for a worthier life. Her sweet voice rings through the room, now glad with triumph, now sad with a "lovely melancholy," as the words and music sway her. Her voice is clear and pure and full of pathos! She seems to follow no rule; an "f" here or a "p" there, on the page before her, she heeds not, but sings only as her heart dictates. "In the wood?" "Have they taught you to hate me already?" he asks, in a low, compressed tone, that make her nerves assert themselves..
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