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"What has he done?" asks Geoffrey, somewhat bewildered and greatly distressed at her apparent grief. He laughs a little as he says this, but there is no mirth in his laugh. In the night, together, in sleep, without pain, their shadows had departed to the Sandhills..
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"Very uncomfortable for you, I fear, after your long ride," says Mona, coldly but courteously. "Why don't you go into the parlor? I am sure you will find it pleasanter there." "Neither could I," puts in Geoffrey. "But it was hard on you, my darling." "I'm ready now, miss, if you are," says Mickey from the background, with the utmost bonhommie, and in a tone that implies he is quite willing not to be ready, if it so pleases her, for another five minutes or so, or even, if necessary, to efface himself altogether. He is a stalwart young Hibernian, with rough hair and an honest face, and gray eyes, merry and cunning, and so many freckles that he looks like a turkey-egg. "Oh! if you mean by that you want to get rid of me, you might have said so long ago, without all this hinting," says Mr. Rodney, huffily, preparing to beat an indignant retreat..
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