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"Poor Mona!" says Geoffrey; "don't tell her about it, as remorse may sadden her." "Have they taught you to hate me already?" he asks, in a low, compressed tone, that make her nerves assert themselves. "Wait," said Napi; and when they had finished eating they changed themselves again into the root digger and the dog..
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All these evidences of affection Violet notices in a dreamy, far-off fashion: she is the happier because of them; yet she only appreciates them languidly, being filled with one absorbing thought, that dulls all others. She accepts the chair, the compliment, and the tea with grace, but with somewhat vague gratitude. "Yes, I dare say," says Lady Rodney, who is now wondering when this high-flown visitor will take her departure. If she had been nurtured all her life in the fashionable world, she could scarcely have made a more correct speech. Geoffrey is puzzled, nay more, discomfited. Just in this wise would a woman in his own set answer him, did she mean to repel his advances for the moment. He forgets that no tinge of worldliness lurks in Mona's nature, and feels a certain amount of chagrin that she should so reply to him. It is ten days later. The air is growing brisker, the flowers bear no new buds. More leaves are falling on the woodland paths, and the trees are throwing out their last bright autumn tints of red and brown and richest orange, that tell all too plainly of the death that lies before them..
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