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A little soft woollen shawl of plain white has slipped from her throat and fallen to the ground, unheeded by her in her great distress. Lifting it almost unwillingly, he comes close to her, and places it round her once again. In so doing he discovers that tears are running down her cheeks. "Oh, I dare say! I am not sure," says Lady Rodney, pettishly, who is rather annoyed at the idea of his going to Ireland, having other plans in view for him. The fourth dance has come to an end; cards are full; every one is settling down to work in earnest; already the first touch of satisfaction or of carefully-suppressed disappointment is making itself felt..
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"Where have you been, Mona?" he asks, quietly, gazing into the great honest liquid eyes raised so willingly to his own. "No; he was not a draper," says Mona, gently, and without haste. "Wait, Mrs. Rodney. Let me help you across." "Yes.".
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