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The music, soft and almost mournful, echoes through the room; the feet keep time upon the oaken floor; weird-like the two forms move through the settled gloom. "Perhaps you are tired of staying here," says Mona, with compunction, turning to Geoffrey, "and would like to go home? I suppose every one cannot love this spot as I do. Yes," rising, "I am selfish. Do come home." Mona, rising, pushes Violet gently into her own chair, a little black-and-gold wicker thing, gaudily cushioned..
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"Well, as I say, I shall soon," returns Mona, brightening, "because Geoffrey has promised to teach me." For an instant Rodney turns his eyes on her, and then goes back to his sneering examination of Geoffrey. Between them the two dogs still lie, quiet but eager. "Stuff!" says Mr. Rodney; "that is only piling Ossa upon Pelion: it will bring you no nearer the clouds. Say you will go back to the old arrangement and marry me next month, or at least the month after." Of course this was on the day after their return to England, before his own people knew of their arrival..
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