Getting back to the Grosvenor, he runs lightly up the stairs to the sitting-room, and, opening the door very gently,—bent in a boyish fashion on giving her a "rise,"—enters softly, and looks around for his darling.,
"Pity me, O Sun!" he prayed; and turning away, he set off to look for the trail to the Sun's lodge.,
"Yes, you, and every other man," says Mona, smiling, and raising her loving eyes to her husband..
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