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"He may not,—there is a faint chance,—but of course the title is gone, as he has proved his birth beyond dispute." "Oh, yes, thank you," says Mona, who is both surprised and carried away by the other's unexpected eloquence. It is growing dusk; "the shades of night are falling fast," the cold pale sun, that all day long has cast its chill October beams upon a leafless world, has now sunk behind the distant hill, and the sad silence of the coming night hath set her finger with deep touch upon creation's brow..
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And that night, when she is indeed gone, a storm comes up from the sea, and dashes the great waves inward upon the rocky coast. And triumphantly upon their white bosoms the sea-mews ride, screaming loudly their wild sweet song that mingles harmoniously with the weird music of the winds and waves. "Then I suppose when there you were too young to go out?" pursues the poor duchess, striving for information. "No; I am quite warm," says Mona, in a low, sad tone. "Very nice," she says, in answer to Violet's question, sinking into the chair that Miss Mansergh, by a small gesture, half languid, half kindly, has pushed towards her, and which is close to Violet's own. "I went up the avenue, and then out on the road for about half a mile.".
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