"Oh, no," says Mona, gently; "only I should like you better, of course, if you were not the cause of our undoing.",
Then some one puts on her again the coat she had taken off such a short time since, and some one else puts on her sealskin cap and twists her black lace round her white throat, and then she turns to go on her sad mission. All their joy is turned to mourning, their laughter to tears.,
"Well?" says Sir Nicholas, as a deadly silence continues for some time after their departure, "what do you think of her?".
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