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"Such presumption, walking in our wood without permission," she says, haughtily. "Call off the dogs," says Geoffrey to Mona, in a low tone; "there is no longer any necessity for them. And tell me how you come to be here, at this hour, with this—fellow." Again she has grown silent, as though oppressed with thought; and he too is mute, but all his mind is crowded with glad anticipations of what the near future is to give him. He has no regrets, no fears. At length, struck by her persistent taciturnity, he says, "What is it, Mona?".
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Had she put out all her powers of invention with a view to routing him with slaughter, she could not have been more successful than she is with this small unpremeditated speech. Had a thunderbolt fallen at his feet, he could not have betrayed more thorough and complete discomfiture. "Something," replies he, with a short laugh. "I shall at least see you again on the 19th." "Then you didn't go out much in Ireland?" she says, thinking it more graceful to change the conversation at this point. "Did she never look at you like that?" asks Mona, maliciously; "in the early days, I mean, before—before——".
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