The Story of Alexander Graham Bell

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And ne'er made sie anither,","Yet, I am letting him go free that he may be the perpetrator of even greater crimes.","Would you like to have a new robe?" asked Cold Maker.,"Is that the girl who spoke to you, Geoffrey, at the tea room door?" asks Mona, with some animation.,"Pray for me," he says.,"Is there? Then I shall certainly return for it," says Geoffrey, who is too much of a gentleman to pretend to understand all her words seem to imply. "It is really no journey from this to England.","So do I, often,—very often," says Mr. Rodney, sadly still, but genially.,"Not until two?" says Mona, growing miserable again.,"What is her name?","No; eccentricity is farther from him than villainy. But, my darling, what a terrible ordeal for you to come in and find him here! Enough to frighten you to death, if you were any one but my own brave girl.","What have I said?" she asks, half plaintively. "You laugh, yet I did not mean to be funny. Tell me what I said.","Yes; it was of them I thought," he says, turning his head away,—"of the—lovers. I wonder if their evening was as lovely as ours?".