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"How cold it is!" she says, rising, with a little shiver. "Let us go home." "That doesn't matter," says Lady Rodney: "it is a mere formula. If it suited your purpose you could have said so—I don't doubt—readily enough." "Oh, fancy receiving the Boers whenever they call!" says Doatie, faintly, with a deep sigh that is almost a groan..
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"Do not call for assistance," he whispers, imploringly. "They can do me no good. Stay with me. Do not forsake me. Swear you will remain with me to—to the end." "It is I,—Mona Scully," she calls aloud, when she is within a hundred yards of the hiding-place. "Tim Ryan, come here: I want you." Then Mona rises, and they both come to the entrance of the small room, and stand where Lady Rodney can overhear what they are saying. "Where is your home?" asked the bear. "Why are you travelling so far alone?".
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