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TO THE READER "Waked by the circling hours, with rosy hand It was on this stream near the mountains that the Piegans were camped when Mīka´pi went to war. This was long ago..
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Mona starts violently, and draws back; shame and indignation cover her. Her breath comes in little gasps. "Am I not?" says he, humbly, putting on his carefully crestfallen air that has generally been found so highly successful. "Tell me my fault." "You are not really going there, Geoff?" Paul Rodney, standing where she has left him, watches her retreating figure until it is quite out of sight, and the last gleam of the crimson silk handkerchief is lost in the distance, with a curious expression upon his face. It is an odd mixture of envy, hatred, and admiration. If there is a man on earth he hates with cordial hatred, it is Geoffrey Rodney who at no time has taken the trouble to be even outwardly civil to him. And to think this peerless creature is his wife! For thus he designates Mona,—the Australian being a man who would be almost sure to call the woman he admired a "peerless creature.".
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