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"Is that the girl who spoke to you, Geoffrey, at the tea room door?" asks Mona, with some animation. After a little while, pausing beside a doorway, she casts an upward glance at her companion. "Oh, go on; do," says Mr. Darling, in a second aside, who is by this time a brilliant purple from fear and indignation..
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"I never saw your equal," says Geoffrey, who, with Sir Nicholas, has been listening to the last half of the conversation, and who is plainly suppressing a strong desire to laugh. At his touch, at his glance, the first sense of comfort Mona has felt since her entry into the room falls upon her. This man, at least, is surely of the same kith and kin as Geoffrey, and to him her heart opens gladly, gratefully. In the beginning there was water everywhere; nothing else was to be seen. There was something floating on the water, and on this raft were Old Man and all the animals. Geoffrey, springing down from the dog-cart that has been sent to the station to meet him, brushes the frost from his hair, and stamps his feet upon the stone steps..
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