"Was it you?" asks he, raising himself on his elbow to regard her earnestly, though very loath to quit the spot where late he has been tenant. "You? Oh, Mona!",
Soon some people came to meet them and said, "What is this? Why are you mourning? Where is your husband?",
"But this is very sad for you, isn't it?" she says, feeling herself in duty bound to say something..
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