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The breeze is so light that hardly a trembling of the leafless branches breaks the deadly silence that reigns all round:,Then she opens the letter, and reads as follows:,"Oh, poor Nicholas!" says Mona sadly, "and poor little Doatie!",It is a drooping blackberry-leaf from a bush near where she is standing, that has turned from green into a warm and vivid crimson. She examines it minutely, as though lost in wonder at its excessive beauty, for beautiful exceedingly it is, clothed in the rich cloak that Autumn's generosity has flung upon it; yet I think, she for once is blind to its charms.,Now, Lady Rodney is at home, but, having given strict orders to the servants to say she is anywhere else they like,—that is, to tell as many lies as will save her from intrusion,—is just now reposing calmly in the small drawing-room, sleeping the sleep of the just, unmindful of coming evil.,"He might, miss. It's the very time you'd wish him aisy in his mind that he gets raal troublesome. An' I feel just as if he was in the stable this blessid minit lookin' at the poor baste, an' swearin' he'll have the life uv me.","It is all her doing," says the old man,—"Mona's, I mean. She loves those flowers more than anything on earth, I think. Her mother was the same; but she wasn't half the lass that Mona is. Never a mornin' in the cowld winter but she goes out there to see if the frost hasn't killed some of 'em the night before.",Somebody pokes the fire, until a crimson light streams through the room. The huge logs are good-naturedly inclined, and burst their great sides in an endeavor to promote more soothing thought.,She flushes, opens her lips as if to speak, and yet is dumb,—perhaps through excess of emotion.,"Not until you tell me what made you cry.","And you heard them? Nolly, explain yourself," says his sister, severely.,"Malcolm, who was that lovely creature you were talking to just now?" asks his mother, as Lauderdale draws near her..