"It was for you," she says, hanging her head. "I thought if I could do something to make you happier, you might learn to love me a little!",
"Am I not?" says he, humbly, putting on his carefully crestfallen air that has generally been found so highly successful. "Tell me my fault.",
The ready tears spring into Mona's eyes. She is more deeply, passionately grateful to him for this small speech than he will ever know..
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