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"Why?" says Mona. "I couldn't well call her any thing else until I know her.","What lovely creatures!" says Geoffrey, who has a passion for animals: they seem to acknowledge him as a friend. As Mona looses them from their den, they go to him, and, sniffing round him, at last open their great jaws into a satisfied yawn, and, raising themselves, rest their paws upon his breast and rub their faces contentedly against his.,CHAPTER VI.,"Oh, how pretty!" cries one of them from the shadow as though grieved the dance has come so quickly to an end "How lovely!","The lake here? No," says the duchess.,"I am not Mr. Rodney: Jack is that. Can't you call me anything else?","Only to return," interrupts he, quickly. "And—to break at your feet? to break one's heart, do you mean? I do not like your simile.","Are you a man, to make me such a speech?" she says, passionately, fixing her eyes upon him with withering contempt.,"Oh, Mona, do go—do," entreats Doatie, who is in tears. "Poor, poor fellow! I wish now I had not been so rude to him.",MĪKA´PI—RED OLD MAN,"A cloud?" says Mona. And I think in her inmost heart she is rather glad than otherwise that her lover's people are not on the top rung of the ladder.,As if they feared the light..