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At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep. This is my own, my native land!'" "Yes; it was of them I thought," he says, turning his head away,—"of the—lovers. I wonder if their evening was as lovely as ours?".
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"Presented!" repeats Lady Rodney, in a dreadful tone. "And would you present a low Irish girl to your sovereign? And just now, too, when the whole horrid nation is in such disrepute." When morning came he rose and wandered away, and whenever he met any of the animals he asked if they could tell him where the Thunder lived. The animals laughed, and most of them would not answer. "Why have you come?" said the Thunder in a dreadful voice. "No," he replied, "my heart was sad; I did not count the days. Since I left, the berries have grown and ripened.".
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