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"Well," asked the old woman, "for whom are you mourning?" "Then I suppose when there you were too young to go out?" pursues the poor duchess, striving for information. Mr. Moore is her landlord, and the owner of the lovely wood behind Mangle Farm where Geoffrey came to grief yesterday..
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So runs on the kindly farmer, smitten to the heart that such things should be,—and done upon Rodney of all men. He walks round the young man, muttering his indignation in a low tone, while helping him with gentle care to remove his coat,—or at least what remains of that once goodly garment that had for parent Mr. Poole. "'Brain him with his lady's fan!'" quotes Violet, gayly, snatching up Mona's fan that lies on a prie-dieu near, and going up to Geoffrey. Some stories of this kind are these: "Ah! Then you refuse to answer me," says Mona, hastily, if somewhat wearily..
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