Night is creeping up over the land. Already in the heavens the pale crescent moon just born rides silently,—,
"Look here," says Geoffrey. "I won't have Mona spoiled. If she hadn't a headache, she hadn't, you know, and if you were at home, why, you were, and that's all about it. Why should she tell a lie about it?",
"Is she? It is too late for her to be out," returns Geoffrey, thinking of the chill evening air..
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