"I will come, of course," says Mona, nervously, "but I am afraid she will be disappointed. You will excuse me, Mr. Rodney, I am sure," turning graciously to Paul, who is standing with folded arms in the background.,
At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep.,
"I felt nothing, nothing, but the one thing that I was powerless to help you," says Mona, passionately; "that was bitter.".
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