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"She is out," says Lady Rodney, in a compressed tone. "If ever you should be sorry afterwards," she says, miserably, still tormenting herself with unseen evils,—"if ever I should see discontent in your eyes, how would it be with me then?" THE BUFFALO STONE.
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"I have heard of it. A third son would be poor, of course, and—and worldly people would not think so much of him as of others. Is that so?" "In the National Gallery, do you mean?" asks Mona, with a pretty, puzzled frown on her brow. "Oh, no, Geoffrey; I shouldn't like that at all. To be stared at by everybody,—it wouldn't be nice, would it?" The doctor at this instant returns to the room, and, going on tiptoe (as though fearful of disturbing the sleeper) to where Mona is kneeling, looks anxiously at Rodney. But, alas! no sound of earth will evermore disturb the slumber of the quiet figure upon which he gazes. "You know what I mean," says Mona, reproachfully. "You needn't pretend you don't. And it is quite true that England does despise us.".
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