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"Well, now," they replied; "we have those animals, how are we to kill them?","It wasn't all politics, of course," he says carefully.,Of course this was on the day after their return to England, before his own people knew of their arrival.,"'I feel that I am happier than I know,'" quotes he, softly, folding her closely to his heart.,"Your daughter is over there with the buffalo. She says 'Wait,'" said the magpie when he had flown back to the poor father.,"Well," asked the old woman, "for whom are you mourning?","Yes,—and miserable! you forget to add that. Now everything seems squared. In the grave neither grief nor revenge can find a place. And as for you, what have you to do with my fate?—nothing. What should you not return to me my own? and why should I not die by the weapon I had dared to level against yourself? There is a justice in it that smacks of Sadlers' Wells.","Comfort? I think of nothing else," she says, dreamily.,"But you told me no maiden aunt had ever come to your assistance," goes on Mona, remorselessly.,It revives him somewhat. And presently the intenser pallor dies away, and speech returns to him.,"Poor soul! poor soul!" says Mona, brokenly; then she drops her hand, and the woman, turning again to the lifeless body, as though in the poor cold clay lies her only solace, lets her head fall forward upon it.,"I will come, of course," says Mona, nervously, "but I am afraid she will be disappointed. You will excuse me, Mr. Rodney, I am sure," turning graciously to Paul, who is standing with folded arms in the background..