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"Well but a murder at Oola isn't a murder here, you know," says Mr. Rodney, airily. "Let us wait to be melancholy until it comes home to ourselves,—which indeed, may be at any moment, your countrymen are of such a very playful disposition. Do you remember what a lively time we had of it the night we ran to Maxwell's assistance, and what an escape he had?" "Are you going no farther?" asks Rodney, hoping sincerely she will say "No." She does say it. The man, seeing Mona, breaks from the woman, and comes up to her..
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