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"Like 'Loraine Loraine Loree,'" says Violet, laughing. She is comforted in a small degree by his words, but fear and depression still hold her captive. She insists upon his leaning on her, and he, seeing she is bent on being of some service to him, lays his hand lightly on her shoulder, and so they go slowly homeward. Mona makes no reply..
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