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"I dare say," she says, carelessly, purposely mistaking his meaning: "it must have been cold lying there." "You can waltz?" "Yes; that is Sir Nicholas's Doatie Darling," returns Mona, with a light laugh. And then Nolly leads her away, and, feeling more confident with him, she is once again dancing as gayly as the best..
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