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The morning wanes, and luncheon declares itself. When it has come to an end, Mona going slowly up the stairs to her own room is met there by one of the maids,—not her own,—who hands her a sealed note. One o'clock chimes the tiny timepiece on the mantelshelf; outside the sound is repeated somewhere in the distance in graver, deeper tones. "Ye—es; he will do," says Mona, after a second's careful thought, and even now reluctantly..

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"You will be near too, Geoffrey?" murmurs Mona, falteringly. "What on earth is a shin?" puts in Geoffrey, sotto voce. At this appalling speech Geoffrey's calculations fall through, and he gives himself up to undisguised mirth. "Yes, really. Horrid bore, isn't it?—but county dinners must be attended, and Nicholas will do nothing. Besides, it isn't fair to ask him just now, dear old fellow, when he has so much upon his mind.".