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The young man replied, "I am mourning day and night, crying all the while. My little son, who is the only one left me, also mourns.",This speech is made much of, and laughed at for no reason whatever except that Violet and Doatie are determined to end the unpleasant discussion by any means, even though it may be at the risk of being deemed silly. After some careful management they get Mona out of the room, and carry her away with them to a little den off the eastern hall, that is very dear to them.,"Now, that is the first unkind thing you have ever said to me," retorts he.,"Where is your home?" asked the bear. "Why are you travelling so far alone?","Yes. Hurry, darling. If you think you can bear it, you should lose no time. Minutes even, I fear, are precious in this case.",At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep.,Dew-diadem'd.","He was a man who never took off his hat," begins Geoffrey.,A choking sensation, rising from her heart, almost stops Mona's breath; her mouth feels parched and dry; her eyes widen. A sudden fear oppresses her. How is it going to be in all the future? Is Geoffrey's—her own husband's—mother to be her enemy?,Though 'twere to buy a world of happy days.',"I dare say we'll get at the lord by an' by" says Ryan, untouched. "Go yer ways, will ye? an' quick too. Maybe if ye thry me too far, ye'll learn to rue this night.","Do not!" says Mona, again, as though fresh words are impossible to her, drawing her breath quickly. Her evident agitation incenses him to the last degree. Opening the drawer impulsively, he gazes at its contents..