"Yes—you think; go on," says Rodney, gazing at her attentively.,
"It was for you," she says, hanging her head. "I thought if I could do something to make you happier, you might learn to love me a little!",
Slowly he draws from his pocket a paper, folded neatly, that looks like some old parchment. Mona draws her breath quickly, and turns first crimson with emotion, then pale as death. Opening it at a certain page, he points out to her the signature of George Rodney, the old baronet..
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