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"No, no. She will stay," says Geoffrey, hurriedly: "I only want to tell you, my dear fellow, how grieved I am for you, and how gladly I would undo many things—if I could." "Are you one of the others?" Then Fisher said to the people, "Pack up your things now and get ready to cross. I will make a place where you can cross easily.".
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He finds Mona on his return sitting on a bank, laughing and trying to recover her breath. There is no disfigurement about him to be seen, no stain of blood, no ugly mark; yet he is touched by the pale hand of the destroyer, and is sinking, dying, withering beneath it. He has aged at least ten years within the last fatal hour, while in his eyes lies an expression so full of hungry expectancy and keen longing as amounts almost to anguish. "How many hours there are in the night that we never count!" says Geoffrey, impatiently. "Good-night, Mona! To-morrow's dawn I shall call my dearest friend." "No," says Mona, shaking her head. "Not—not to-night. I shall soon.".
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