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Geoffrey removes the heavy lace that lies round her throat, and then leads her up to the hearthrug nearly opposite to his mother's arm-chair. "Oh! so you can ride, then," says Lauderdale, alluding probably to the cause of his late merriment. "I must go now. Good-night," says Mona, kindly if coldly. He escorts her to the door of the conservatory There Lauderdale, who is talking with some men, comes forward and offers her his arm to take her to the carriage. And then adieux are said, and the duke accompanies her downstairs, whilst Lady Rodney contents herself with one of her sons..
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"It is terrible, terrible," says Mona, piteously sinking on her knees beside the bed. One of his hands is lying outside the coverlet, and, with a gesture full of tender regret, she lays her own upon it. "Name it!" exclaims she, seeing he still hesitates. "Yes, but we are all so different from the English. We have no pretty fair hair in Ireland, or at least very little of it." "Take me down," says Mona, wearily, turning to her lover, as the last faint ring of the horse's feet dies out on the breeze..
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