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"I sha'n't mind it very much," says Mona, earnestly. "It will be after all, only one half hour out of my whole day.",They arose with the dawn, and continued their journey, continually terrified with the apprehension of encountering the duke's people. At noon they arrived at Azulia, from whence the monastery, or abbey of St Augustin, was distant only a few miles. Madame wrote to the Padre Abate, to whom she was somewhat related, and soon after received an answer very favourable to her wishes. The same evening they repaired to the abbey; where Julia, once more relieved from the fear of pursuit, offered up a prayer of gratitude to heaven, and endeavoured to calm her sorrows by devotion. She was received by the abbot with a sort of paternal affection, and by the nuns with officious kindness. Comforted by these circumstances, and by the tranquil appearance of every thing around her, she retired to rest, and passed the night in peaceful slumbers.,"Very self-denying of him, indeed," says Geoffrey, with a slight sneer, and a sigh of relief.,"You know yourself how hard a time a beautiful young widow has, Mrs. Henderson," he said in the tone of voice that always makes his patients glad to take his worst doses. He got his blessing and me—with a warning.,And hails thy gradual step, thy influence mild.,He bounced back, not knowing that his clothes were afire in several places. Instinctively he charged again.,The girl felt her companion's hand tighten spasmodically on hers. She glanced up to find him staring, wide-eyed at the bird.,“Doh, re, mi, fah, soh, la, ti, doh,” sang the children in faint uncertain tones.,Wilson averted his face and proceeded to straighten the towel on the roller. His action seemed to infuriate the woman.,"Do I?" asked Bruce innocently. "I wish there was a mirror here so I could see how that looks. Here comes François with the bouillon and omelets. Don't let him see me, please, till I've gotten up a better expression.",“For the land’s sake!” said Lisa, laying John’s trousers, which she was patching, down in her lap.,Moses heaved a sigh, as he entered the kitchen and took his stand at the washing-machine. One hundred and thirty-seven times that diabolical barrel had to be turned before the dirt accumulated by the Wopp family during the week could be obliterated..