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"It is a point in her favor nevertheless," says Jack, who is again looking over his shoulder at the letter. "Much more," says Mona; but she sighs as she says it, and a little look of hopelessness comes into her face. It is so easy to read Mona's face. "Well done, Nolly! Go it again, old chap!".
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