"I hope she has, poor soul: she will want it," says Geoffrey, feelingly; and then he falls to whistling the "Two Obadiahs" softly, yet with a relish, beneath his breath.,
And so they are married, and last words are spoken, and adieux said, and sad tears fall, and for many days her own land knows Mona no more.,
Stooping, he presses his lips to her hand for the first time. The caress is long and fervent..
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