"Tell your boy to go to the kitchen," says Mona, thoughtfully, and, Paddy being disposed of, she and Geoffrey go on to the house.,
"You may," says Mona, bracing herself for the ordeal.,
"Oh, no, don't," says Mona, earnestly. Then she stops short, and blushes a faint sweet crimson..
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