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"Do you sing?" asks he, through mere force of habit, as she pauses. Rising, the old dame takes a chair, dusts it, and presents it to the stranger, with a courtesy and a wish that he will make himself welcome. Then she goes back again to the chimney-corner, and taking up the bellows, blows the fire beneath the potatoes, turning her back in this manner upon the young people with a natural delicacy worthy of better birth and better education. "This is dreadful!" says Doatie. "But"—brightening—"surely it is not so bad as death or disgrace, is it?".
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"It is like a fairy-tale," says Violet, with unwonted excitement. "Oh, Mona, tell us how you managed it." Just now his forehead is drawn up into a deep frown, as he reads the fatal letter that has reduced his mother to a Niobe. Another young man, his brother, Captain Rodney, who is two or three years younger than he, is looking over his shoulder, while a slight, brown-haired, very aristocratic looking girl is endeavoring, in a soft, modulated voice, to convey comfort to Lady Rodney. "This is too dreadful!" moans Lady Rodney, sinking back again in her chair, utterly overcome by this last crowning blow. She clasps her hands with a deplorable gesture, and indeed looks the very personification of disgusted woe. Jack is laughing over a letter written by one of the fellows in India; all are deep in their own correspondence..
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