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"Do you distrust me?" says Rodney,—this time really hurt, because his love for her is in reality deep and strong and thorough. "There are things that chill one more than water," returns he, slightly offended by her tone. "I think somebody might introduce me," says a plaintive voice from the background, and Dorothy's brother, putting Dorothy a little to one side, holds out his hand to Mona. "How d'ye do, Mrs. Rodney?" he says, pleasantly. "There's a dearth of etiquette about your husband that no doubt you have discovered before this. He has evidently forgotten that we are comparative strangers; but we sha'n't be long so, I hope?".
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