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Mona shivers. Getting up from her lowly position, she draws back the curtains of her window and looks out upon the night. It is brilliant with moonlight, clear as day, full of that hallowed softness, that peaceful serenity, that belongs alone to night.,"No, I am not. Anything but that; and to be rude"—slowly—"answers no purpose. But I have some common sense, I hope.",Springing upon the bank that skirts the road on one side, she raises her hands to her head, and listens with all her might for the sound of wheels in the distance.,In being mad, which none but madmen know.',"Worse!" repeats his mother, in a withering tone. In this mood she is not nice, and a very little of her suffices.,And warms, but not illumines.","How long do you intend to banish yourself from civilized life?","Yes; every one admires it. It is very old. You know one part of the Towers is older than all the rest.",Kneeling down by her, Dorothy lays her head upon Mona's knee, and bursts out crying afresh.,"Oh, yes," says Mona, brightening even under this small touch of friendliness. "I'm very fond of it, too. I can get through all the steps without a mistake.","Send down to the Farm, and I will give you some brandy," says Mona to a woman standing by, after a lengthened gaze at the prostrate form of Kitty, who makes no sign of life. "She wants it." Laying her hand on Kitty's shoulder, she shakes her gently. "Rouse yourself," she says, kindly, yet with energy. "Try to think of something,—anything except your cruel misfortune.","If I am, Warden surely knows more about the will than he has sworn to.".