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"Did she never look at you like that?" asks Mona, maliciously; "in the early days, I mean, before—before——" "No; only twelve months,"—hastily; "say no more now: my mind is quite made up." "Bridget," says Mona, "will you go in and get me a cup of tea before I go to bed? I am tired.".
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"Comfort? I think of nothing else," she says, dreamily. Kneeling down by her, Dorothy lays her head upon Mona's knee, and bursts out crying afresh. To-day is "so cool, so calm, so bright," that Geoffrey's heart grows glad within him as he walks along the road that leads to the farm, his gun upon his shoulder, his trusty dog at his heels. She says this steadily, and very proudly, with her head held high, but without looking at him; which permits Geoffrey to gaze at her exhaustively. There is an unconscious meaning in her words, quite clear to him. She is of "the people," he of a class that looks but coldly upon hers. A mighty river, called Caste, rolls between them, dividing him from her. But shall it? Some hazy thought like this floats through his brain. They walk on silently, scarcely exchanging a syllable one with the other, until they come within sight of a small thatched house built at the side of the road. It has a manure-heap just in front of it, and a filthy pool to its left, in which an ancient sow is wallowing, whilst grunting harmoniously..
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