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"'Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee,'" replies he, quite as softly. "Yes, they are pretty, but insignificant," says the Æsthete, contemptuously. "Paltry children of the earth, not to be compared with the lenten or the tiger lily, or the fiercer beauty of the sunflower, or the hues of the unsurpassable thistle!" "I have wronged you," says Lady Rodney, in a low tone, covering her face with her hands..
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"By Jove, you know, it is odd," says Geoffrey, presently, speaking as one might who has for long been following out a train of thought by no means unpleasant, "his sending for her, and that: there must be something in it. Rodney didn't write to her for nothing. It must have been to——" Here he checks himself abruptly, remembering his promise to Mona to say nothing about the scene in the library. "It certainly means something," he winds up, a little tamely. At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep. She turns away in a desolate fashion, and moves towards the door; but Sir Nicholas, having recovered from his stupefaction by this time, follows her, and placing his arm round her, bends over her tenderly, and presses her face against his shoulder. "Sure of course," says Mona. "Why, I used to ride the colts barebacked at home.".
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