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"Well, but it was a little hard on your father, wasn't it?" says Mona, gently.,"Where's Bill?" Anson asked him.,Just now his forehead is drawn up into a deep frown, as he reads the fatal letter that has reduced his mother to a Niobe. Another young man, his brother, Captain Rodney, who is two or three years younger than he, is looking over his shoulder, while a slight, brown-haired, very aristocratic looking girl is endeavoring, in a soft, modulated voice, to convey comfort to Lady Rodney.,"Jaggard, did you notice that negress of Mrs. Dallas' about the grounds, since five o'clock?","Yes, that is a thought to dry all tears," she says, very sweetly, checking her sobs and raising her face, on which is dawning an adorable smile. Then, sighing heavily,—a sigh of utter exhaustion,—"You have done me good," she says. "I shall sleep now; and you my dearest, will be safe. Good-night until to-morrow!","Ask him, if only to please me," he says, wearily.,They came upon him a second later, insensible, his head bleeding from a scalp wound. Hurriedly the Sheriff lifted him close to the brook, dashed water over his face, washed out the cut a little, and bound it with his handkerchief, not untenderly if in haste; for Billy had won something more than his approval.,"Go in presently and see if she's done, and ask if she'll have some fruit pie or cake, and report if the tray is still on the deck.",At last he was about to get up and go home when he saw a figure dodging from shadow to shadow and making up the hill in the general direction of his position.,They found something to eat and water to wash in and felt ten times better.,“Billy, you’re a wise guy. This beats Maskey’s,” Harold declared.,Mr Eagle looked as obedient as a quartermaster to instructions sternly delivered by a flogging captain..