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"My dear fellow, you have overworked your brain," he says, ironically: "You don't understand me. I am not tired of her. I shall never cease to bless the day I saw her,"—this with great earnestness,—"but you say I have married the handsomest woman in England, and she is not English at all.","What a dismal view you take of my trip! Perhaps, in spite of your forebodings, I shall enjoy myself down to the ground, and weep copiously on leaving Irish soil.","Oh, now, Mrs. Geoffrey, come—I say—how cruel yon can be!",Then Mona goes on quietly,—,On the middle of the rustic bridge before mentioned he stops her, to say, unexpectedly,—,"I shall not be disappointed. I have read all about it," returns he, enthusiastically. Then, as though the thought has just struck him, he says,—,"And he is your cousin, this strange young man?","But you didn't cut your throat, after all," says Mona, with a wicked little grimace.,As he looked about, he saw hanging down above him a great thing that seemed to move—to grow a little larger and then to grow a little smaller.,"I should very much like to go," says Mona, gently, and with some eagerness. She has been sitting very quietly with her hands before her, hardly hearing what is passing around her,—lost, buried in thought.,A choking gall, and a preserving sweet?","Why is this?" said her father. "Some of these young men are rich, handsome, and brave.".