"Better," says Mona, laughing gayly.,
"But in that apron, miss, and wid yer arms bare-like, an' widout yer purty blue bow; law, Miss Mona, have sinse, an' don't ye now.",
Then he turns his head away again to let his eyes rest on Mona, as though nowhere else can peace or comfort be found..
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