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"What have I said?" she asks, half plaintively. "You laugh, yet I did not mean to be funny. Tell me what I said." "And do say it is like it," says Mona, entreatingly. CHAPTER VII..
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Mona is down at the gate waiting for him, evidently brimful of information. She stands well back from Geoffrey, and then, without any of the foolish, unlovely bashfulness that degenerates so often into awkwardness in the young, begins her dance. She disappears, and Geoffrey, obedient to orders, lounges off to the green glade, that now no longer owns rich coloring, but is strewn with leaves from the gaunt trees that stand in solemn order like grave sentries round it. "Kitty, can I do anything for you?" asks Mona, in a gentle whisper, bending over her and taking the hand that lies in her lap between both her own, with a pressure full of gentle sympathy. "I know there is nothing I can say but can I do nothing to comfort you?".
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