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"Oh, no; because if you can sing at all—that is correctly, and without false notes—you must feel music and love it.","Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale,"Waiting—for what? Is it to shoot him?" asks the girl, breathlessly.,Violet, rising, flings from her the work she has been amusing herself with, and, with a gesture of impatience very foreign to her usual reserve goes up to Mona, and, slipping her arm round her, takes her quietly out of the room.,"Ah," they replied, "he is dead. Five days ago he went out to hunt and he did not come back. What shall we do? We have lost him who cared for us"; and they cried and mourned again.,But first she turns and casts a last lingering glance upon the sloping hill down which her sweetheart, filled with angry thoughts, had gone. And as she so stands, with her hand to her forehead, after a little while a slow smile of conscious power comes to her lips and tarries round them, as though fond of its resting-place.,"Oh, fancy receiving the Boers whenever they call!" says Doatie, faintly, with a deep sigh that is almost a groan.,"Dance no more to-night with that fellow," he says quickly, as they get outside.,TO THE READER,Miss Mona looks puzzled.,"That was a little unfair, wasn't it?" says Mona. "Why didn't he divide it?","Then you have something on your mind. You have not been your usual perfect self all the morning.".