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"Because you were at home," replies Mona, quietly, though in deep distress. "Yes, long ago," says Geoffrey, with animation. "Quite an hour ago." "He is a little difficult; but, on the whole, I think I like Sir Mark better than most men," says Violet, slowly..
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Now, Lady Rodney is at home, but, having given strict orders to the servants to say she is anywhere else they like,—that is, to tell as many lies as will save her from intrusion,—is just now reposing calmly in the small drawing-room, sleeping the sleep of the just, unmindful of coming evil. "Byron?" "Does he mean going himself?" says Nicholas, idly. "He is here to-day, I know, but one never knows where he may be to-morrow, he is so erratic." Far from being disconcerted, this farmyard goddess is not even ashamed (as indeed how could she be?) of her naked arms, and, coming up to him, rests them upon the upper rung of the entrance-gate and surveys him calmly if kindly..
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