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"You insult me," says Dorothy, growing even whiter than she was before, "when you speak to me of—of——" "Stuff!" says Mr. Rodney; "that is only piling Ossa upon Pelion: it will bring you no nearer the clouds. Say you will go back to the old arrangement and marry me next month, or at least the month after." "Thanks. I'll put it off for a night or two," says Nolly, sleepily..
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A little foam has gathered round his lips, and his eyes are wild. Geoffrey, by a slight movement, puts himself between Mona and this man, who is evidently besides himself with some inward fear and horror. "Nolly, you are inventing," says Mrs. Geoffrey, sternly. "I said so," murmurs Mona, meekly. "A little," says Mona. It is perhaps the nearest approach to a falsehood she has ever made..
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