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"I came to take my daughter back to my lodge. Come, let us go." At the sound of the twelfth stroke the hounds stir uneasily, and sigh, and, opening wide their huge jaws, yawn again. Mona pats them reassuringly: and, flinging some fresh logs upon the fire, goes back once more to her old position, with her chin in the palm of one hand, whilst the other rests on the sleek head of Spice. "Thank you," says Geoffrey, a little dryly, accepting her words as they are said, not as he feels they are meant..
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