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Lady Rodney is somewhat shocked, at this view of the case. "I am not Mr. Rodney: Jack is that. Can't you call me anything else?" Running over to the river that flows swiftly but serenely a few yards from her, she leans over the bank and gazes down lingeringly and with love into the dark depths beneath that cast up to her her own fair image..
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She too rises, lays her hand on Mona's arm, and walks through the long room, and past the county generally, to "see the lake by moonlight." Yet it is not for the sake of gazing upon almost unrivalled scenery she goes, but to please this Irish girl, whom so very few can resist. "I don't see how it could take any one long," says Rodney. It is over; the curtain is down; the charming transformation-scene has reached its end, and the fairy-queen doffing her radiant robes, descends once more to the level of a paltry mortal. "'7—4,'" murmurs she, absently, still staring intently at the wall..
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