"I am sorry I can tell you nothing," says Mona, shaking her head. "I was never in this wood before; I know nothing of it."
lacha, "You have two brothers older than you?" asks Mona, meditatively.
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lacha But, though "lost to sight," to memory he is most unpleasantly "dear." Standing alone in the middle of the deserted field, Mona pulls to pieces, in a jerky, fretful fashion, a blade of grass she has been idly holding during the late warm discussion. She is honestly very much frightened at what she has done, but obstinately declines to acknowledge it even to her own heart. In a foolish but natural manner she tries to deceive herself into the belief that what has happened has been much to her own advantage, and it will be a strict wisdom to rejoice over it..
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