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She disappears, and Geoffrey, obedient to orders, lounges off to the green glade, that now no longer owns rich coloring, but is strewn with leaves from the gaunt trees that stand in solemn order like grave sentries round it. "Could you not imagine you had one?" she says, presently as a last resource. "You hurt me!" replies he, in a peculiar tone, that is not so peculiar but it fully satisfies her. And then he smiles, and, seeing old Brian has once more returned to the fire and his pipe, and Biddy has gone for fresh water, he stoops over the reddened basin, and, in spite of all the unromantic surroundings, kisses her as fondly as if roses and moonbeams and dripping fountains and perfumed exotics were on every side. And this, because true romance—that needs no outward fire to keep it warm—is in his heart..
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That is the part you mean, is it not? I know all that poem very nearly by heart." "But suppose she doesn't say a word about the drive?" says Mona, thoughtfully. "How will it be then?" Then Mona rises, and they both come to the entrance of the small room, and stand where Lady Rodney can overhear what they are saying. "And quite right too," says Lauderdale. "You remember what Scott says:.
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