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"I came to take my daughter back to my lodge. Come, let us go." "Sometimes I long again for a mad, wild gallop straight across country, where nobody can see me,—such as I used to have," goes on Mona, half regretfully. She is clad in a long white dressing-gown, loose, yet clinging, that betrays each curve of her svelte, lissom figure. It is bordered with swansdown, and some rich white lace, that sits high to her neck and falls over her small hands. Her hair is drawn back into a loose knot, that looks as if it would tumble down her back should she shake her head. She is pale, and her eyes are peculiarly large and dark from excitement. They are fixed upon Rodney with a gaze that belies all idea of fear, and her lips are compressed and somewhat dangerous..

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"You must understand," she says emphatically, "he did not shoot himself purposely. It was an accident,—a pure accident." "Very well, then; I shan't leave you; but you shall have that dress all the same," he says. "How shall we arrange about it?" But when they have turned a corner and are quite out of sight and hearing, Rodney stops short and says, hurriedly,— "Oh, how pretty!" cries one of them from the shadow as though grieved the dance has come so quickly to an end "How lovely!".