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This is a thunderbolt. They all start guiltily, and regard Mona with wonder. What is she going to say next? "But, my dearest, why? There is not the slightest danger now, and my horse is a good one, and I sha'n't be any time getting——" "Then get a chair for yourself, at least, as you will not permit me to go to your aid," he entreats. "I am your prisoner,—perhaps," in a low tone, "the most willing captive that ever yet was made.".
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