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"The praise I heard of it, though great, was too faint," he answers her, with such extreme sincerity in his tone as touches and gladdens the heart of the little patriot at his feet. She smiles contentedly, and turns her eyes once more with lazy delight upon the sea, where each little point and rock is warmed with heavenly light. She nods softly to herself, but says nothing. "To Bantry," says Mona, growing white again,—"to-night! Oh, do you want to kill me and yourself?" From the hour I parted from you till I saw you again I felt downright suicidal.".
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