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"O Death! thou strange, mysterious power, seen every day yet never understood but by the incommunicative dead, what art thou?","I mean, some of them dress uncommon badly," he says, with much mendacity and more bad grammar.,Mona smiles too in return, though still heavy at heart.,"Are you brave enough to enter the lodge of that dreadful person?" asked the Raven. "He lives near here. His lodge is of stone like this one, and hanging in it are eyes—the eyes of those he has killed or taken away. He has taken out their eyes and hung them in his lodge. Now, then! Dare you enter there?",He hurried on.,He moves towards the door with "pride in his port, defiance in his eye," as Goldsmith would say.,"You believe!" with ineffable disgust. "And have you not even taken the trouble to make sure? How late in life you have developed a trusting disposition!","Lady Lilias Eaton, you mean?" asks Lady Rodney. "That reminds me we are bound to go over there to-morrow. At least, some of us.","What nonsense some people are capable of talking!" says Violet, with a little shrug.,THE CAMP OF THE GHOSTS,A sob escapes her, and falls heavily on Geoffrey's heart. He is not proof against a woman's tears,—as no true man ever is,—especially her tears, and so he gives in at once.,Silence. Mona taps the mound beside her with impatient fingers, her mind being evidently great with thought..