"But, Geoffrey, why should I be cold to your mother? Sure you wouldn't have me be uncivil to her, of all people?",
The stranger is advancing slowly: he is swarthy, and certainly not prepossessing. His hair is of that shade and texture that suggests unpleasantly the negro. His lips are a trifle thick, his eyes like sloes. There is, too, an expression of low cunning in these latter features that breeds disgust in the beholder.,
"Oh, yes, thank you," says Mona, who is both surprised and carried away by the other's unexpected eloquence..
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