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"I have read so few," she says, wistfully, and with hesitation. Then, shyly, "I have so few to read. I have a Longfellow, and a Shakspeare, and a Byron: that is all." "Yes, I suppose so," replies Mr. Rodney, reluctantly. "But he don't look like it. Hang it, you know," exclaims he, vehemently, "one can stand a good deal, but to have a fellow who wears carbuncle rings, and speaks of his mother as the 'old girl,' call himself your cousin, is more than flesh and blood can put up with: it's—it's worse than the lawsuit." Kneeling down by her, Dorothy lays her head upon Mona's knee, and bursts out crying afresh..
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She is perhaps as near being angry with Geoffrey as she can be when one day he pooh-poohs this charitable thought and gives it as his belief that worry had nothing to do with it, and that his mother behaved uncommonly badly all through, and that sheer obstinacy and bad temper was the cause of the whole matter. Then Mona, opening the door indicated to her by the doctor, goes into the chamber beyond, and is lost to their view for some time. "Of love generally?—no," with a disdainful glance,—"merely of your love of comfort." "A lone owl's hoot,.
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