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"A little," says Mona. It is perhaps the nearest approach to a falsehood she has ever made. "Because, of course, you will, you must. Your world is not mine." "Oh, I dare say. Yes, sometimes: but—" she hesitates, and this time the expression of her face cannot be misunderstood: dejection betrays itself in every line—"but it is not so with you, is it? No aunt has left you anything?".
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"I am in no pain," says Mona, crimson with shame and mortification. "You mistake everything. I have not even a scratch on me; and—I have no shoes or stockings on me either, if you must know all!" The waterfall's faint drip, Mona, not attempting to reason with her again, shakes her head despondingly, and leaves the cabin with Geoffrey at her side. "So Warden failed you?" he says, presently, alluding to old Elspeth's nephew..
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