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"I will do anything, my own.",THE BUFFALO STONE,"What a very charming dairy!" he says, mildly.,"Call off that dog," cries Geoffrey, turning savagely to Mona. Whereupon, having gained her purpose, Mona bids the dog lie down, and the faithful brute, exquisitely trained, and unequal to disobedience, drops off his foe at her command and falls crouching to the ground, yet with his eyes red and bloodshot, and his breath coming in parting gasps that betray the wrath he would gladly gratify.,"I don't like Mr. Boer," says Mona, "and it was not me he came to see.","But perhaps she will refuse you," says Mona, demurely.,"You—will—say——" Here he breaks down ignominiously, and confesses by his inability to proceed that he doesn't in the least know what it is she can say.,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.,"Nicholas!" cries his mother, faintly: "this is too much!","It is terrible," says Mona, with such exceeding earnestness that he could have hugged her on the spot.,"Come in for a little while and rest yourself," says Mona, hospitably, "while I get the brandy and send it up to poor Kitty.",But travelling over the prairie was a wolf that climbed up on the butte and came to the hole and, looking in, saw the man and pitied him..