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"Come on," said Morning Star, "let us go and kill those birds." A very faint smile crosses Sir Nicholas's lips. "I dare say," says Mr. Rodney, with rising ire..
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"Oh, yes, I am quite ready," says Mona, starting somewhat guiltily. And then they pass out through the big yard-gate, with the two dogs at their heels, and their attendant squire, who brings up the rear with a soft whistle that rings through the cool night-air and tells the listening stars that the "girl he loves is his dear," and his "own, his artless Nora Creana." "Yet I think Warden knows more than he cares to tell," says Mona, at a venture. Why, she herself hardly knows. "Poor old soul!" says Sir Nicholas. He is evidently quite exhausted. His brow is moist, his eyes are sunken, his lips more pallid, more death-like than they were before. In little painful gasps his breath comes fitfully. Then all at once it occurs to Mona that though he is looking at her he does not see her. His mind has wandered far away to those earlier days when England was unknown and when the free life of the colony was all he desired..
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