The Legend of Zhong Kui

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"Nolly, you are inventing," says Mrs. Geoffrey, sternly.,"Are you in pain?" she says, in a low, fearful tone. "Do you suffer much?","Ah!" says the duchess, feeling puzzled. "Then perhaps they don't dance in Ireland.,"I regret that I met them," says Mona, who will not say she regrets she told the truth.,He, too, looks at her. The same thought fills them both. As they are together there in the water, so (pray they) "may we be together in life." This hope is sweet almost to solemnity.,Or cattle faintly lowing:,,"Then you are really pleased? I am just what you want me to be? Oh! how you frightened me!" says the girl, laying her hand upon her heart with a pretty gesture of relief.,"But you were not afraid to dance with Lauderdale, my son?" says the duchess, looking at her.,Still holding her hand, as though loath to quit it, he moves towards the door; but before reaching it she slips away from him, and says "Good-by" rather coldly.,"It is very strange," says Mona, with a dissatisfied sigh, "but I'll tell you all about it by and by.","Yes, of course; but I heard, too, how he escaped his would-be assassin.".