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"Yes,—so far," returns she, coldly. Instinct warns her of treachery; common sense belies the warning. To which shall she give ear? "What, indeed?" says Geoffrey, tragically. "Worse still, what would have become of poor Mona?".
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It is Paul Rodney. "Aren't you?" says Mona, in her tender fashion, that implies so kind a doubt. Raising one hand (the other is imprisoned), she draws his face down to her own. "I wouldn't have you altered in any way," she says; "not in the smallest matter. As you are, you are so dear to me you could not be dearer; and I love you now, and I shall always love you, with all my heart and soul." "An aim!" he says, bitterly. "I think I have found an end to my life where most fellows find a beginning." "Ah! so Geoffrey says," returns she, with a perfectly unembarrassed and pleased little laugh, while a great gleam of tender love comes into her eyes as she makes mention of her husband's name. "But I really am not you know.".
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