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CHAPTER XXXIX.,"Oh! so you can ride, then," says Lauderdale, alluding probably to the cause of his late merriment.,He is now speaking with some difficulty, and is looking, not at her, but at the pattern he is drawing on the soft loam at his feet.,"What are you picking up?" called the son-in-law.,CHAPTER XXXVIII.,"Sir," says Mr. Rodney, taking no notice of this preamble, "I shall trouble you to explain what you mean by reducing an inoffensive shoulder-blade to powder.","Throw them away," said his father; "throw them both away. That is not a root digger; that is not a dog.",But Mona in such a case as this prefers being "taken in" (though she may object to the phrase), and in process of time grows positively fond of Lady Rodney.,"If it is too much for you, darling, say so," whispers he; "or shall I go with you?","It is the sweetest thing that could have happened," says Dorothy, enthusiastically. "Now Mona and you and I will be real sisters.","Yes, you do," says Mona, with a little obstinate shake of her head. "You call us dirty, for one thing.",Slowly he draws from his pocket a paper, folded neatly, that looks like some old parchment. Mona draws her breath quickly, and turns first crimson with emotion, then pale as death. Opening it at a certain page, he points out to her the signature of George Rodney, the old baronet..