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"Oh, Dorothy, don't do that! Don't, my dearest, my pet!" he entreats. "I won't say another word, not one, if you will only stop." "How melancholy!" says Mona, with a nearer approach to brightness than she has shown all day. Passing his arm round her, he draws her closer to him..
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At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep. "I mean, some of them dress uncommon badly," he says, with much mendacity and more bad grammar. "I expect they thought me beneath their notice, and, as they wouldn't hate me, they were forced to love me. Of course they treated the idea of paying up as a good joke, and spoke a great deal about a most unpleasant person called Griffith and his valuation, whatever that may be. So I saw it was of no use, and threw it up,—my mission, I mean. I had capital shooting, as far as partridges were concerned, but no one dreamed of wasting a bullet upon me. They positively declined to insert a bit of lead in my body. And, considering I expected some civility of the kind on going over, I felt somewhat disappointed, and decidedly cheap." "Yes, you, and every other man," says Mona, smiling, and raising her loving eyes to her husband..
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