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CHAPTER XV. They said to him, "We shall be sorry to lose this back fat." "It doesn't matter in the least what any one thinks on this subject," says Nicholas, with a slight frown, "I shall esteem it a very great honor if you will call me by my Christian name. And besides, Mona, I want you to try to care for me,—to love me, as I am your brother.".
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He groans within him that he cannot think of any speech bordering on the Grandisonian, that may be politely addressed to this sylvan nymph; but all such speeches fail him. Who can she be? Were ever eyes so liquid before, or lips so full of feeling? "It is I,—Mona Scully," she calls aloud, when she is within a hundred yards of the hiding-place. "Tim Ryan, come here: I want you." This eulogy on the departing Larry she delivers with much unction, and a good deal of check apron in the corner of one eye. "Oh, no! it is not that! you must know it is not that," says Mona, in deep grief. "It is that I cannot marry you!".
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