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"Oh, my lady, if I must speak," cries the old man, "but it is terrible news to tell without a word of warning. Mr. Paul Rodney is dying: he shot himself half an hour ago, and is lying now at Rawson's Lodge in the beech wood.","'A careless shoe-string in whose tie,"By and you will think differently," says Mona, believing he alludes to his surrender of the Rodney property "You will get over this disappointment.","Oh, no, not that," says Mona. "Poor Ireland! Every one either laughs at her or hates her. Though I like my adopted country, still I shall always feel for old Erin what I could never feel for another land.","As things are so unsettled, Nicholas, perhaps we had better put off our dance," says Lady Rodney, presently. "It may only worry you, and distress us all.","Spring comes slowly up this way","Oh! so you can ride, then," says Lauderdale, alluding probably to the cause of his late merriment.,One day one of the women said to the other, "It is very lonely here; we have no one to talk with or to visit.","It was some joke, of course?" goes on Violet, not having received any answer to her first question.,"Very well, if you wish.","Because, of course, you will, you must. Your world is not mine.","Oh, no, not that," says Mona. "Poor Ireland! Every one either laughs at her or hates her. Though I like my adopted country, still I shall always feel for old Erin what I could never feel for another land.".