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This is tough work, and takes her all her time, as Mrs. Carson, having made up her mind to the beads, accepts it rather badly being undeceived, and goes nearly so far as telling Mona that she knows little or nothing about her own people. "Yes, darling." "Hist, Miss Mona! hist!" says this voice close at Mona's ear. She starts violently..
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Once there she has to go with him down the narrow woodland path, there being no other, and so paces on, silently, and sorely against her will. Together they went from the lodges toward the north. The sun was already hidden behind the nearby hills. About a week after her arrival—she having expressed her admiration of ferns the night before—he draws her hand through his arm and takes her to his own special sanctum,—off which a fernery has been thrown, he being an enthusiastic grower of that lovely weed. At this Mona laughs unrestrainedly; and Lady Rodney, rising hurriedly, says,—.
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