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And now what remains to be told? But little, I think! For my gentle Mona has reached that haven where she would be! "Eh?" says Mrs. Geoffrey. "I should very much like to go," says Mona, gently, and with some eagerness. She has been sitting very quietly with her hands before her, hardly hearing what is passing around her,—lost, buried in thought. So at her bidding he repeats the lines slowly, and in his best manner, which is very good:—.