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"Yes, you, and every other man," says Mona, smiling, and raising her loving eyes to her husband. She turns away in a desolate fashion, and moves towards the door; but Sir Nicholas, having recovered from his stupefaction by this time, follows her, and placing his arm round her, bends over her tenderly, and presses her face against his shoulder. The naivete of this speech is not to be surpassed..
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