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because your part of it takes care to make itself heard." "Go on, Nolly," says Doatie. His looks betray his wish. And Mona, stooping, very willingly bestows upon him one of the sweetest little kisses imaginable. "And 'A dumb priest loses his benefice,'" quotes Mona, in her turn, almost gayly too..