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"Oh, my lady, if I must speak," cries the old man, "but it is terrible news to tell without a word of warning. Mr. Paul Rodney is dying: he shot himself half an hour ago, and is lying now at Rawson's Lodge in the beech wood.",Why it has become suddenly necessary that Violet should be made cosey and comfortable she omits to explain.,Before his spirit started for the Sand Hills he saw that with a large knife she cut up his body and put the pieces into a pot. Soon they were well cooked and the old woman and the two bears feasted on his flesh.,"Yes, I could not sleep. Watching and waiting destroy all chance of slumber.","I said so," murmurs Mona, meekly.,"To see poor Kitty Maloney, his widow. Last year she was my servant. This year she married; and now—here is the end of everything—for her.","Eh!" says Ryan; while the other man whom she has called Carthy—and who up to this has appeared desirous of concealing himself from view—now presses forward and regards the two with lingering scrutiny.,"Ye—es; he will do," says Mona, after a second's careful thought, and even now reluctantly.,She draws up her tall figure to its utmost height, and gazes at the raftered ceiling to see if inspiration can be drawn from thence. But it fails her.,Now they can hear the sound of wheels; and presently a light tax-cart swings round the corner, drawn by a large, bony, bay mare, and in which sits a heavy-looking, elderly man, in a light overcoat.,Thus Doatie, looking preternaturally wise, but faintly puzzled at her own view of the question.,"Wait, Mrs. Rodney. Let me help you across.".