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He drops his eyes, and the low, sneering laugh she has learned to know and to hate so much comes again to his lips. Down from the cataract in the rocks above the water comes with a mighty will, foaming, glistening, shouting a loud triumphant paen as it flings itself into the arms of the vain brook beneath, that only yesterday-eve was a stream, but to-day may well be deemed a river. "Good gracious, Mona, whom do you mean?" asks he, aghast both at her look and tone..
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"And to think we all sat pretty nearly every evening within a yard or two of that blessed will, and never knew anything about it!" he says, at last, in a tone of unmitigated disgust. Now they began to do their best to make life easier for the good old woman who had worked so hard to keep them from starving and freezing. "Perhaps then a little later on I shall go," returns Mona, who, like all her countrywomen, detests giving a direct answer, and can never bring herself to say a decided "no" to any one. "What have you got behind your back?" says Geoffrey, suddenly, going up to her..
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