"Yes; it was her that called last week," returns her amiable mother-in-law, laying an unmistakable stress upon the pronoun.
f2 game, "Miss Mona, come in; the tay will be cold, an' the rashers all spoiled, an' the masther's callin' for ye."
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f2 game "Yes, yes; that poor, poor woman! I cannot get her face out of my head. How forlorn! how hopeless! She has lost all she cared for; there is nothing to fall back upon. She loved him; and to have him so cruelly murdered for no crime, and to know that he will never again come in the door, or sit by her hearth, or light his pipe by her fire,—oh, it is horrible! It is enough to kill her!" says Mona, somewhat disconnectedly..
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