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"Were they brown?" He does not see Mona until he is within a yard of her, a thick bush standing between him and her. Being always a creature of impulse, she has stood still on seeing him, and is lost in wonder as to who he can be. One hand is lifting up her gown, the other is holding together the large soft white fleecy shawl that covers her shoulders, and is therefore necessarily laid upon her breast. Her attitude is as picturesque as it is adorable. "Ye—es; he will do," says Mona, after a second's careful thought, and even now reluctantly..
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"Well, really, you know, yes. I think there is something special about her," he says, feeling himself in duty bound to say something. She looks at him as she says this, fearlessly, honestly, and without a suspicion of coquetry. Then she strains the water from it, and looks with admiration upon its steaming contents. "The murphies" (as, I fear, she calls the potatoes) are done to a turn. "It is quite an old story," goes on Nolly..
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