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There is no grate, and the fire, which has plainly made up its mind not to light, is composed of Yule-logs. The floor is shining with sand, rushes having palled on Lady Lilias. "Like 'Loraine Loraine Loree,'" says Violet, laughing. And confident to morrow.".
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"Thank you," says Geoffrey, a little dryly, accepting her words as they are said, not as he feels they are meant. "Have you any sisters?" he asks, vaguely. "I sha'n't want to see them, perhaps," says Mona, apologetically, "but how shall I avoid it?" As they were standing there looking at the water as it flowed by, the woman asked Old Man, saying, "How is it; shall we live always? Will there be no end to us?".
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