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"Am I harsh?" says Mona, wistfully. "You must give me another dance, Mrs. Rodney, before your card is quite full," says the duke, smiling. "If, indeed, I am yet in time." "Misfortunes seem to crowd upon us," says Lady Rodney, bitterly..
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Geoffrey is quite dumb, and stands gazing at her surprised at the amazing change a stuff, a color, can make in so short a time. Beautiful she always is in his sight, but he wonders that until now it never occurred to him what a sensation she is likely to create in the London world. When at last he does give way to speech, driven to break his curious silence by something in her face, he says nothing of the gown, but only this. "Very," returns he, surprised. He has not thought of her as one versed in lore of any kind. "What poets do you prefer?" "Answer me," persists Mona, not heeding—nay, scarcely hearing—his last speech. "You said once it would be difficult to lie to me. Do you know anything of this missing will?" "I think your Aunt Anastasia was very good to them," says the duchess..
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