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🎮 Fleda appeared to consider: she appreciated her visitor's magnanimous use of the plural. "Mona won't die," she replied. This made his companion thoughtful again. "Can you take such pleasure in her being 'finished'—a poor girl you've once loved?"!

🏆 "I see you think she may refuse to discuss it at all," said Owen. The other visitor meanwhile turned to Fleda. "What is Mrs. Gereth going to do?"!

🔥 Download damansara "I shall need your company," said Mrs. Gereth. Fleda wondered an instant if this were not practically a demand for penal submission—for a surrender that, in its complete humility, would be a long expiation. But there was none of the latent chill of the vindictive in the way Mrs. Gereth pursued: "We can always, as time goes on, talk of them together." "Rather! But not till after the public marriage." Mrs. Gereth seemed to muse; then she brought out: "She'll live there alone."!🔥