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Nolly pauses.,"The first sound in the song of love,"You ask me no questions about last night," he says, suddenly; "and there is something I must say to you. Get rid of that fellow Ridgway, the under-gardener. It was he opened the library window for me. He is untrustworthy, and too fond of filthy lucre ever to come to good. I bribed him.","I do remember it," replies she, bitterly.,Passing his arm round her, he draws her closer to him.,"What a funny boy you are!" says Mona, with a little laugh.,That is how the people came to possess the Worm Pipe. That pipe belongs to the band of Piegans known as the Worm People.,So at her bidding he repeats the lines slowly, and in his best manner, which is very good:—,"Rather so. In their desire to feed me lay my only danger of death. But I pulled through. And I liked every one I met,—really you know," to Mona, "and no humbug. Yet I think the happiest days I knew over there were those spent with Terry. It was rather a sell, though, having no real adventure, particularly as I had promised one not only to myself but to my friends when starting for Paddy-land. I beg your pardon a thousand times! Ireland, I mean.","Is she? It is too late for her to be out," returns Geoffrey, thinking of the chill evening air.,THE OTHER SOCIETIES,"Yes; it was her that called last week," returns her amiable mother-in-law, laying an unmistakable stress upon the pronoun..