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"But you didn't cut your throat, after all," says Mona, with a wicked little grimace.,"I don't mind," says Mona. "We are Paddies, of course.",Two people, a man and a woman, are standing together some yards from the cabin, whispering and gesticulating violently, as is "their nature to.",Oh, hame, hame—hame fain wad I be,,And through the woodlands swell,"Why, what have you to do with her?" says Ryan, addressing Rodney, a gleam of something that savors of amusement showing itself even in his ill-favored face. For an Irishman, under all circumstances, dearly loves "a courting, a bon-mot, and a broil.","It will strengthen you," he says, persuasively.,"I wish you would not talk of being buried," says Mona, with a sob. "There is no comfort in the tomb: there our dust may mingle, but in heaven our souls shall meet, I trust,—I hope.","I am thinking that the man we saw before going into Kitty's cabin is the murderer!" she says, with a strong shudder.,"No; I shall have him with me: but, hush! It is quite a secret," placing her finger on her lips.,"If you are bent on telling 'em, do it all at once," whispers Nolly, casting a withering glance at the smiling Geoffrey. "It will save time and trouble.","Malcolm, who was that lovely creature you were talking to just now?" asks his mother, as Lauderdale draws near her..