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At this Mona and Geoffrey break into silent laughter, being overcome by the insinuation about lying. "Why should I marry?" replied the girl. "My father and mother take care of me. Our lodge is good; the parfleches are never empty; there are plenty of tanned robes and soft furs for winter. Why trouble me, then?" "I hope you have had a nice walk?" says Violet, politely, drawing her skirts aside to make room for Mona, who had just come in..
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