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"Yet even were it so you would love me, Mona?",Patricia thought Doris Leighton looked pale as she stood up on the model stand to read the nonsense verse that was on her candy bag, but her loveliness wrought the same spell on the others as it always had, and they listened to her silvery voice in appreciative silence, and applauded her warmly at the end.,"I'm the feller that owns the coon you tried to club to death," Billy answered.,"Yes. I'm not much," confesses Mr. Darling, blandly. "Others are more fortunate. I'm like 'the man in the street,' subject to all the winds of heaven. Why, it would almost tempt a man to stay away from home occasionally to know there was some one longing for his return. It would positively encourage him to dine out whenever he got the chance.","Perhaps you do," she says, sadly. "And I, too,—you know how dear you all are to me; and it is just that that makes my heart so sore. But it is too late to warn. The time is past when words might have availed.",He obeyed, talking whimsically to his pets as he went.,“Yes, right now.” He stepped nearer, and Bouncer growled and bristled.,At this moment the conversation was interrupted by the bustling entrance of Admiral Sir William Lawrence, when of course the conversation was immediately changed from the subject of his son and sick-bays to other matters.,"Certainly. The bedroom is no great distance from the library, and the door of the latter was open. But then Jaggard didn't cry out!","I wish I could see it!" says Geoffrey, longingly.,"Mona must go," says Nicholas, quickly. "Lady Lilias made a point of it. You will go, Mona?",CHAPTER XV AGAINST THE FIRE.