"I shall feel regret," says, Mona, brokenly, the tears running down her cheeks.,
"My dear child, don't talk like that," he says, nervously: "you're done up, you know. Come to bed.",
"Had I given in, would you have been very angry?" asks she regarding him earnestly..
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