Mona, horror-stricken, goes quickly over to her, and touches her lightly on the shoulder.,
So thinks Mona, and goes steadily on to the library, dreading nothing, and inexpressibly cheered by the thought that gloom at least does not await her there.,
"Mona must go," says Nicholas, quickly. "Lady Lilias made a point of it. You will go, Mona?".
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