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For a little while they are silent. He is thinking of Mona; she is wrapped in remembrance of all that has just passed. Presently, looking at her, he discovers she is crying,—bitterly, though quietly. The reaction has set in, and the tears are running quickly down her cheeks. "Ah!" replied her father; "it must always be as he says"; and they spoke no more about it. "Nevertheless, let me hear it," says the duchess. "I cannot forget that your face is musical.".
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