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CHAPTER VIII. "You may bet anything you like on that," says Geoffrey, cheerfully. "She cares for me just about as much as I care for her,—which means exactly nothing." "Shall we set out now?" says Mona; and she calls "Mickey, Mickey," at the top of her strong young lungs..
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"Why, you never even saw him," says Mona, opening her eyes. "Good gracious, Mona, whom do you mean?" asks he, aghast both at her look and tone. "You say well," he replied; "I give those women to the punishing society. They know what to do." "He may be, of course," she says. "But I don't like to see a gay child like you sitting still. You should dance everything for the night.".
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