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It is a command. With a last lingering glance at the woman who has enthralled him, he steps out through the window on to the balcony, and in another moment is lost to sight. CHAPTER XVIII. "It seems horrible to me that Mona should be on friendly terms with your enemy," says Geoffrey, passionately..
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