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At his words, a glad light springs to life within her wonderful eyes. She is so pleased and proud that he should so speak of her. "Have you any sisters?" he asks, vaguely. "You will be near too, Geoffrey?" murmurs Mona, falteringly. Then she is pleased, and slips her hand into his, and goes along the quiet road, beside him with a heart in which high jubilee holds sway..