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CHAPTER XXXV.,That is the part you mean, is it not? I know all that poem very nearly by heart.",The man kept on and travelled a long distance. At last, after many days, he came to a lodge—a strange lodge, for it was made of stone. Just like any other lodge it looked, only it was made of stone. This was the home of the Raven chief. The man entered.,"Indeed, I do not hate you," she says impulsively. "Believe me, I do not. But still I fear you.",In the house of Rodney there is mourning and woe. Horror has fallen upon it, and something that touches on disgrace. Lady Rodney, leaning back in her chair with her scented handkerchief pressed close to her eyes, sobs aloud and refuses to be comforted.,"Oh, never mind your young and innocent days: we never heard of them," says Dorothy, impatiently. "Do get on to it.","I think the days are lengthening," says Violet, quietly, defending Mona unconsciously, and almost without knowing why. Yet in her heart—against her will as it were—she is making room for this Irish girl, who, with her great appealing eyes and tender ways, is not to be resisted.,This last insinuation, he flatters himself, is rather cleverly introduced.,"If they could only hear us now!" murmurs Geoffrey, addressing no one in particular.,Lady Rodney is plainly disconcerted, but says nothing. Violet follows suit, but more because she is thoroughly amused and on the point of laughter, than from a desire to make matters worse.,"You have," says Nolly.,Of waving bough, or warbling bird,.