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"Good by, dear Paul," says Mona, very gently, impressed by his evident grief and earnestness. At his words, a glad light springs to life within her wonderful eyes. She is so pleased and proud that he should so speak of her. "Oh! at home, you know," says Mr. Rodney, quickly, discovering his mistake. For the moment he had forgotten his former declaration of poverty, or, at least, his consenting silence, when she had asked him about it..
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"For one kiss this deed shall be yours," he whispers, "to do what you like with it."I tried logging in using my phone number and I
was supposed to get a verification code text,but didn't
get it. I clicked resend a couple time, tried the "call
me instead" option twice but didn't get a call
either. the trouble shooting had no info on if the call
me instead fails.There was
"I don't like Mr. Boer," says Mona, "and it was not me he came to see."
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"You are sure?"—doubtfully. "I hardly like to ask her to do it," says the young man, divided between an overpowering desire to be made "comfortable," as she has expressed it, and a chivalrous fear that the sight of the nasty though harmless flesh-wound will cause her some distress. "Perhaps it will make you unhappy,—may shock you," he says to her, with some anxiety. CHAPTER XXV. "'Bonnie Lesley:' the poet says of her what I think of you.".
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