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"I don't like Mr. Boer," says Mona, "and it was not me he came to see." "Why not?" in a surprised tone. "No?" arching her brows, and looking really sorry for her. "What a pity! They all come quite naturally to me. I don't remember ever being taught them. The music seemed to inspire me, and I really dance them very well. Don't I Geoff?".
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