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"Yes, the students, I mean. When with aunty in Dublin I knew ever so many of them, and they were very fond of me.",

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"Mona must go," says Nicholas, quickly. "Lady Lilias made a point of it. You will go, Mona?",

"Quite sure," says Mona, and then she laughs aloud—a sweet, joyous laugh,—and clasps her hands together with undisguised delight and satisfaction.,

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But now the poor old grandmother was afraid. "I dare not tell him that," she exclaimed. "He would kill me, and you. His anger would be fearful."