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"Very self-denying of him, indeed," says Geoffrey, with a slight sneer, and a sigh of relief. CHAPTER VIII. "You, Ryan?" says Mona, with an attempt at unconcern, but her tone is absolutely frozen with fear..
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"Now, sir speak," she says, at length in rather tremulous tones growing fearful of the lengthened silence. There is a dangerous vibration in the arm that Geoffrey has round her, that gives her warning to make some change in the scene as soon as possible. But Mickey is not to be outdone. "An' there's the pigs, miss," he begins again, presently. By this time they have reached Dorothy's room, and now, sitting down, gaze mournfully at each other. Mona is so truly grieved that any one might well imagine this misfortune, that is rendering the very air heavy, in her own, rather than another's. And this wholesale sympathy, this surrendering of her body and mind to a grief that does not touch herself, is inexpressibly sweet to her poor little friend. "I think I should like your mother," she says, naively and very sweetly, lifting her eyes steadily to his. "She is handsome, of course; and is she good as she is beautiful?".
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