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The whole scene is at an end. A life has been saved. And they two, Mona and Geoffrey, are once more alone beneath the "earnest stars." Instinct warns her of treachery; common sense belies the warning. To which shall she give ear? "That is a pretty verse," she says, quietly. "But I do not know the poem. I should like to read it.".
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"Lady Mary Crighton? Yes, I have met her. An old lady with corkscrew ringlets, patches, and hoops? She is quite grande dame, and witty, like all you Irish people." For an instant Rodney turns his eyes on her, and then goes back to his sneering examination of Geoffrey. Between them the two dogs still lie, quiet but eager. "When he held the pistol to your forehead, didn't you scream then?" asks Violet. "Poor girl! I feel honestly sorry for her," says Jack, with a mild sigh. "What an awful ass he has made of himself!".
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