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"Oh, Mona, do go—do," entreats Doatie, who is in tears. "Poor, poor fellow! I wish now I had not been so rude to him." This tirade has hardly the effect upon Dorothy that might be desired. She still stands firm, utterly unshaken by the storm that has just swept over her (frail child though she is), and, except for a slight touch of indignation that is fast growing within her eyes, appears unmoved. "Why, you never even saw him," says Mona, opening her eyes..
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"Why, what is the matter?" he says, seeing signs of the lively storm on all their faces. Doatie explains hurriedly. "No," he replied, "my heart was sad; I did not count the days. Since I left, the berries have grown and ripened." "And I feel just as if he had gone quietly to bed," says "I think she is the loveliest woman I ever saw," returns Miss Mansergh, quietly, without enthusiasm, but with decision. If cold, she is just, and above the pettiness of disliking a woman because she may be counted more worthy of admiration than herself..
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