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"I seek my wife," said the man, "whom you have stolen. There hang her eyes." "They didn't get on for long," he says, mournfully,—and what voice is so full of melancholy as the Irish voice when it sinks into sadness? "When the little one—Mona—was barely five years old, they went to ground; Mount Jerome got them. Fever it was; and it carried 'em both off just while ye'd have time to look round ye. Poor souls, they went to the blessed land together. Perhaps the Holy Virgin knew they would have got on badly without each other anywhere." She flushes, opens her lips as if to speak, and yet is dumb,—perhaps through excess of emotion..
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And ne'er made sie anither," "Oh, go on; do," says Mr. Darling, in a second aside, who is by this time a brilliant purple from fear and indignation. "Weary me! no, indeed. That is one of the very few unkind things you have ever said to me. How could I weary of your voice? Go on; tell me where you keep this magical piano." "She is very seldom at home, but I think I like her better than any one I ever met.".
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