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At last, as she grows weary for wishing for it,— "What are you thinking of?" asks Mona, softly, breaking in upon his soliloquy. "Yes, yes; that poor, poor woman! I cannot get her face out of my head. How forlorn! how hopeless! She has lost all she cared for; there is nothing to fall back upon. She loved him; and to have him so cruelly murdered for no crime, and to know that he will never again come in the door, or sit by her hearth, or light his pipe by her fire,—oh, it is horrible! It is enough to kill her!" says Mona, somewhat disconnectedly..
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"Bridget," says Mona, "will you go in and get me a cup of tea before I go to bed? I am tired." "My dear fellow, you can't have forgotten it so soon," says Geoffrey, pretending to misunderstand this vehement whisper. "Don't be shy! or shall I refresh your memory? It was, you remember, about——" When they had taken the skins from these animals, they set up poles and put the hides over them, and so made a shelter to sleep under. "Did she never look at you like that?" asks Mona, maliciously; "in the early days, I mean, before—before——".
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