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"And 'he is happier now than he has ever been in all his life before.' Pshaw!" exclaims Sir Nicholas, shutting up the letter impatiently. "He is mad!","Well," said the young man, "where is your piskun—where do you kill buffalo?","Spring comes slowly up this way","You will come first and see Philippa?" she says, in a slow peculiar tone that sounds as if it had been dug up and is quite an antique in its own way. It savors of dust and feudal days. Every one says he or she will be delighted, and all try to look as if the entire hope of their existence is centred in the thought that they shall soon lay longing eyes on Philippa,—whose name in reality is Anne, but who has been rechristened by her enterprising sister. Anne is all very well for everyday life, or for Bluebeard's sister-in-law; but Philippa is art of the very highest description. So Philippa she is, poor soul, whether she likes it or not.,"I used to stay there occasionally when old Lord Daintree was alive, if you mean that," says Nolly, meekly. "As far as I can recollect, I was always shipped there when naughty, or troublesome, or in the way at home; and as a rule I was always in the way. There is a connection between the Eatons and my mother, and Anadale saw a good deal of me off and on during the holidays. It was a sort of rod in pickle, or dark closet, that used to be held over my head when in disgrace.","Perhaps it will all come right at last. Oh! if some kind good fairy would but come to our aid and help us to confound our enemies!","I hope not, indeed," says Mona giving him her hand with a very flattering haste.,"You have two brothers older than you?" asks Mona, meditatively.,"Other people are unhappy, too," says the Australian, gloomily.,"'Him'?—whom?"—demands her husband, with pardonable vivacity.,The tender trembles of the ringdove's dole.","Yes, miss. Oh, Miss Mona, if ye bethray me now 'twill be all up wid me. Fegs an' intirely, miss, they'll murdher me out uv hand.".