"Very," returns he, surprised. He has not thought of her as one versed in lore of any kind. "What poets do you prefer?",
Violet, rising, flings from her the work she has been amusing herself with, and, with a gesture of impatience very foreign to her usual reserve goes up to Mona, and, slipping her arm round her, takes her quietly out of the room.,
"I should like it too. And it could be managed, couldn't it? I suppose I could get you a dress.".
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