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“No, no! They’ll kill us!”,"Your advice is excellent," says he, sneeringly. Then suddenly he stops short before her, and breaks out vehemently,——,"Is that all?" says Violet, in a tone of surprise certainly, but as certainly in one of relief.,"Oh! so you can ride, then," says Lauderdale, alluding probably to the cause of his late merriment.,"But she did not kill Mr. Alymer.",Mere beauty of form and feature will fade indeed, but Mona's beauty lies not altogether in nose or eyes or mouth, but rather in her soul, which compels her face to express its lightest meaning. It is in her expression, which varies with each passing thought, changing from "grave to gay, from lively to severe," as the soul within speaks to it, that her chief charm dwells. She is never quite the same for two minutes running,—which is the surest safeguard against satiety. And as her soul is pure and clean, and her face is truly the index to her mind, all it betrays but endears her to and makes richer him who reads it.,"Well, major," said Mrs. Dallas, after the first greetings were over, "what did that wicked man say to you yesterday?","The body is gone!" cried David, hurrying toward the bed.,“I wonder who’ll buy this here quilt,” speculated Mrs. Wopp, as she bent over her task, “there’s shorely a great sight o’ work on it. As fer me, I aint got time to do much fancy work an’ I’d never git round to a job like this fer myself.”,"You know her well enough, for example," said Mr Lawrence, critically surveying him as though he took counsel within himself whilst he talked, "that if I gave you a letter for her and for none other"—he frowned, and with some passion emphasised none other—"you are not likely to mistake, you are not likely to give it to another.",“Yes, indeed, that’s a fine piece of work!”,"Why, sir," answered the Admiral, "I don't see that we should be late if we did not go at all.".