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He is now speaking with some difficulty, and is looking, not at her, but at the pattern he is drawing on the soft loam at his feet. He moves towards the door with "pride in his port, defiance in his eye," as Goldsmith would say. For Geoffrey the prelude has been played, and now at last he knows it. Up and down the little hall he paces, his hands behind his back, as his wont when deep in day-dreams, and asks himself many a question hitherto unthought of. Can he—shall he—go farther in this matter? Then this thought presses to the front beyond all others:—"Does she—will she—ever love me?".
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"How comforting you are!—how you understand," he says, with a quick sigh. "There is something else: that fellow Ridgway, who opened the window for me, he must be seen to. Let him have the money mentioned in the paper, and send him to my mother: she will look after him for my sake. My poor mother!" he draws his breath quickly. "I have heard of it. A third son would be poor, of course, and—and worldly people would not think so much of him as of others. Is that so?" The old woman smiled again. "Yes, you do," says Mona, with a little obstinate shake of her head. "You call us dirty, for one thing.".
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