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Mona evades a reply. "Is—is he covered?" murmurs Mona, with difficulty, growing pale, and shrinking backwards. Instinctively she lays her hand on Rodney's arm, as though desirous of support. He, laying his own hand upon hers, holds it in a warm and comforting clasp. "I am thinking that the man we saw before going into Kitty's cabin is the murderer!" she says, with a strong shudder..
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"No; only twelve months,"—hastily; "say no more now: my mind is quite made up." "What is it, Jenkins? Speak!" says Lady Rodney, rising from her chair, and staying him, as he would leave the room, by an imperious gesture. Mona watches him from her window, as far as the curve in the avenue will permit, and, having received and returned his farewell wave of the hand, sits down, and taking out her handkerchief, indulges in a good cry. Mona is, however, by no means disconcerted; she lifts her calm eyes to Nolly's, and answers him without even a blush..
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