egyptian myths

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"Do you really like it?" asks she, plainly delighted.,"What's that?" asked Mona. "Don't speak of your mother as if she were a chromatic scale.","But I hope you were not left to spend your days with Terry?" says Mona, smiling.,On the instant all is forgotten,—chagrin, shame, shoes and stockings, everything! Springing to her little naked feet, she goes to him, and, raising her hand, presses her handkerchief against the ugly stain.,Soon an old woman, bent with age and crippled, came from the door and smiled as she saw the two persons coming.,Lady Rodney is somewhat shocked, at this view of the case.,He smiles again, but Mona is too sad to smile in return.,"Now, that is good of you," she says, gratefully, and then, as he stoops to kiss her, she throws her arms around his neck and bursts into tears.,"Good-by," says Mona, softly, giving him her hand. He keeps it fast in both his own. Just at this moment it dawns upon her for the first time that this man loves her with a love surpassing that of most. The knowledge does not raise within her breast—as of course it should do—feelings of virtuous indignation: indeed, I regret to say that my heroine feels nothing but a deep and earnest pity, that betrays itself in her expressive face.,"You would turn a farce into a tragedy," he says, mockingly, "Why should I bribe a servant to let me see an old room by midnight?",Yet after a moment or two the smile fades from Mona's mobile lip that ever looks as if, in the words of the old song, "some bee had stung it newly," and a pensive expression takes its place.,"I hope not, indeed," says Mona giving him her hand with a very flattering haste..