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"He did lower them. He, too, must live; and, at all events, no persecution can excuse murder," says Mona, undaunted. "And who was so good to you as Mr. Moore last winter, when the famine raged round here? Was not his house open to you all? Were not many of your children fed by him? But that is all forgotten now; the words of a few incendiaries have blotted out the remembrance of years of steady friendship. Gratitude lies not with you. I, who am one of you, waste my time in speaking. For a very little matter you would shoot me too, no doubt!",CHAPTER XVI.,"I have nothing in my head," says Mona, tearfully.,"Bless me!" says Geoffrey; "what an appalling thought! it makes me feel faint.",The blow so long expected, yet so eagerly and hopefully scoffed at with obstinate persistency, falls at last (all too soon) upon the Towers. Perhaps it is not the very final blow that when it comes must shatter to atoms all the old home-ties, and the tender links that youth has forged, but it is certainly a cruel shaft, that touches the heart strings, making them quiver. The first thin edge of the wedge has been inserted: the sword trembles to its fall: c'est le commencement de la fin.,"I have the book that contains it at Coolnagurtheen," he says, somewhat subdued. "Shall I bring it to you?","Earth putteth on the borrow'd robes of heaven,,"Then you have something on your mind. You have not been your usual perfect self all the morning.","What is her name?","Awfully early," puts in Geoffrey.,"Mrs. Geoffrey Rodney, would have been more correct. You forget your husband is the youngest son. When Captain Rodney marries, his wife will be Mrs. Rodney.","Indeed, I do not hate you," she says impulsively. "Believe me, I do not. But still I fear you.".