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"If—if you loved a fellow, would anything turn you against him?" asks he, suddenly, looking her full in the face. "Don't be unkind to me," says Mona, with just a touch of innocent and bewitching coquetry. She is telling herself she likes this absurd young man better than any one she has met since she came to England, except perhaps Sir Nicholas. Mona turns pale..
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