Mona watches him from her window, as far as the curve in the avenue will permit, and, having received and returned his farewell wave of the hand, sits down, and taking out her handkerchief, indulges in a good cry.
v rummy, Mona, turning, confronts the frightened group in the corner, both men and women, with a face changed and aged by grief and indignation.
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v rummy "Don't be long," he says, impulsively, as she disappears down a passage..
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