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"Fancy a turkey ghost," says Mona. "How ugly it would be. It would have all its feathers off, of course.","There is too much to forgive," says Lady Rodney, and as she speaks two tears roll down her cheeks. This evidence of emotion from her is worth a torrent from another.,"Then you are not a nice person yourself.","He is our landlord," says Mona, calmly, but with uplifted brows, stopping short in the middle of the road to regard him with astonishment.,"A strange girl, I thought, but very pretty. Yes—was it English she talked?",These last advance in a leisurely manner up the room, yet with somewhat of the sneaking air of those who are in the possession of embarrassing news that must be told before much time goes by. The thought of this perhaps deadens their perception and makes them blind to the fact that the others are unnaturally quiet.,Then they move on once more, and go down the road that leads towards the farm.,"It is forever!" he says, incoherently. "Oh, Mona, at least—at least promise you will always think kindly of me.",This eulogy on the departing Larry she delivers with much unction, and a good deal of check apron in the corner of one eye.,"I am spinning flax for Betty, because she has rheumatism in her poor shoulder, and can do nothing, and this much flax must be finished by a certain time. I have nearly got through my portion now," says Mona; "and then we can go home.","Oh, Geoffrey, how could you do it?" she says, reproachfully, alluding to his marriage,—"you whom I have so loved. What would your poor father have thought had he lived to see this unhappy day? You must have been mad.","That? Oh, that was the bride, Mrs. Rodney," replies he. "She is lovely, if you like.".