The woman called again, "No, no; do not go on; come now and wrestle once with me.",
"Kitty, can I do anything for you?" asks Mona, in a gentle whisper, bending over her and taking the hand that lies in her lap between both her own, with a pressure full of gentle sympathy. "I know there is nothing I can say but can I do nothing to comfort you?",
Old Brian Scully is in his parlor, and comes to meet them as they enter the hall,—his pipe behind his back..
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