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"What are you thinking of?" asks Mona, softly, breaking in upon his soliloquy. It is an old song she chooses, and simple as old, and sweet as simple. I almost forget the words now, but I know it runs in this wise: And Mona, rousing herself from her unsatisfactory reverie, draws her breath quickly and then moves homeward..
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Lady Rodney shudders. All the long morning and far into the afternoon, Talking Rock swept the dust this way and that, turning it over and over, in a circle that grew always wider, and just as he was about to give up the search, he found a bit of charred and blackened bone. Was this a part of his friend's frame? Was it not more likely a bit of bone of buffalo or elk, which some dog had carried from one of the fireplaces of the camp and dropped here? "Call off the dogs," says Geoffrey to Mona, in a low tone; "there is no longer any necessity for them. And tell me how you come to be here, at this hour, with this—fellow." At this moment one of the pigeons—a small, pretty thing, bronze-tinged—flies to her, and, resting on her shoulder, makes a tender cooing sound, and picks at her cheek reproachfully, as though imploring more corn..
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