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These are light words, methinks, to follow upon melancholy gravity so suddenly.

If my words displease you, Dungarren, there is more cause for sorrow than surprise, and the sooner I cease to offend the better.

Violet Murrey of Torewood!!!

Robert Kennedy of Dungarren!!!

What am I to think?

Thoughts are free: take your range. Thinking is better than speaking for both of us; and so, if you please, we shall wish each other good morning. (Turning from him with a hurried step towards the house.)

We must not so part, my Violet. Had any woman but thyself used me thus,—but what of that! I love thee and must bear with thee.

No, Robert Kennedy; thou lovest me not: for there is suspicion harboured in thy mind which love would have spurned away.