Yet after a moment or two the smile fades from Mona's mobile lip that ever looks as if, in the words of the old song, "some bee had stung it newly," and a pensive expression takes its place.,
"Will that take her long?" asks Mona, somewhat wistfully, feeling, without understanding, some want in his voice.,
"Oh! so you can ride, then," says Lauderdale, alluding probably to the cause of his late merriment..
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