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Then she rises upon her elbow, and notices how the light comes through the chinks of the shutters. It must be day indeed. The dreary night has fled affrighted; the stars hide their diminished rays. Surely,On a low bed, with his eyes fastened eagerly upon the door, lies Paul Rodney, the dews of death already on his face.,"I have nothing in my head," says Mona, tearfully.,"He is," says Dorothy, with growing animation.,"Mona! what are you going to say to me?","Did he?" says Mona. "Geoffrey gave me these pearls," pointing to a pretty string round her own white neck, "a month after we were married. It seems quite a long time ago now," with a sigh and a little smile. "But your opals are perfect. Just like the moonlight. By the by," as if it has suddenly occurred to her, "did you ever see the lake by moonlight? I mean from the mullioned window in the north gallery?",There are no windows; but in their place are four unpleasant slits about two yards in length, let into the thick walls at studiously unequal distances. These are filled up with an opaque substance that perhaps in the Middle Ages was called glass.,"It is too late," says Lady Rodney, in a stifled tone. "I have said so many things about you, that—that——",Long ago, almost in the beginning, a man and his wife were sitting in their lodge when Thunder came and struck them. The man was not killed. At first he lay as if dead, but after a time he lived again, and, standing up, looked about him. He did not see his wife.,"You will be near too, Geoffrey?" murmurs Mona, falteringly.,"Beg pardon, I'm sure," says Nolly, absently. "But"—with sudden interest—"do you know what you have done? You have married the prettiest woman in England.","I am indeed dear to you, I think," says Mona, softly and thankfully, growing a little pale through the intensity of her emotion..