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"Mona must go," says Nicholas, quickly. "Lady Lilias made a point of it. You will go, Mona?" "I don't mean that; but how could you look?" She tells him of it, and he is deeply interested; and when she proposes to write and get him one from her native soil, he is glad as a schoolboy promised a new bat, and her conquest of Sir Nicholas is complete..
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