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Lights are blazing, fiddles are sounding; all the world is abroad to-night. Even still, though the ball at the Towers has been opened long since by Mona and the Duke of Lauderdale, the flickering light of carriage-lamps is making the roads bright, by casting tiny rays upon the frosted ground.,"I wish you wouldn't talk like that," says Mona, with a shudder. "It isn't at all nice of you; and especially when you know how miserable I am about my poor country.","You have two brothers older than you?" asks Mona, meditatively.,"Time will soften her grief," says Rodney, with an attempt at soothing. "And she is young; she will marry again, and form new ties.","This sliding," said the woman, "is very good fun.",In remembrance of a shroud.","That word should never have been said. It is better broken.","Everything has its romantic side," says Geoffrey, "even an Irish member, I dare say. And when you do induce Nolly to favor you with his last joke, you will see that it is positively bristling with romance.",He lowers the weapon at her command, but says nothing. Indeed, what is there to say?,"Oh, Nolly!" says Dorothy, hastily.,Each dark-green leaf in the long shrubberies bears its own sparkling burden. The birds hide shivering in the lourestine—that in spite of frost and cold is breaking into blossom,—and all around looks frozen.,"My own old pet," says Mrs. Geoffrey, still mysteriously, and with the fondest smile imaginable..