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"Do not take her away yet,—not yet," he says, in a faint whisper.,It is a very curious little room they enter,—yet pretty, withal, and suggestive of care and affection, and certainly not one to be laughed at. Each object that meets the view seems replete with pleasurable memory,—seems part of its gentle mistress. There are two windows, small, and with diamond panes like the parlor, and in the far end is a piano. There are books, and some ornaments, and a huge bowl of sweetly-smelling flowers on the centre-table, and a bracket or two against the walls. Some loose music is lying on a chair.,"Fancy a turkey ghost," says Mona. "How ugly it would be. It would have all its feathers off, of course.","Your husband is looking for you," she says to Mona, in an icy tone. "You had better go to him. This is no place for you.","We should be all good subjects enough, if things were on a friendlier footing," says Mona, too absorbed in her own grievance to notice Mr. Rodney's suppressed but evident enjoyment of her conversation. "But when you despise us, you lead us to hate you.","I mean, some of them dress uncommon badly," he says, with much mendacity and more bad grammar.,"It appears he had a pocket-pistol with him, Sir Nicholas, and going home through the wood he stumbled over some roots, and it went off and injured him fatally. It is an internal wound, my lady. Dr. Bland, who is with him, says there is no hope.","Now, what's to be done?" says old Brian, in despair. "I know, as well as if ye tould me, it is Norry Flannigan! Just like those wimmen to be always troublesome! Are ye sure Biddy?",It is quite half-past six; and though there is no light in the room, save the glorious flames given forth by the pine logs that lie on the top of the coals, still one can see that the occupants of the apartment are dressed for dinner.,Lady Rodney holds out her hand, and Mona lays hers within it.,"Well, I do like a good story," says Violet, carelessly.,"Why is this?" said her father. "Some of these young men are rich, handsome, and brave.".