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"From Mr. Moore." A mischievous light comes into her face as she says this, and she laughs aloud. "But, I assure you, not as a love-token. He gave them to me when they were quite babies, and I reared them myself. Are they not lovely? I call them? 'Spice' and 'Allspice,' because one has a quicker temper than the other." Whenever these lines come to me I think of Mona. "I want to very much," says poor Mona, her eyes filling with tears. "But," hopelessly, "must I begin by learning to tell lies?" All this teaching is very bitter to her..
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There is both dignity and tenderness in her tone. She gazes at him earnestly for a moment, and then suddenly slips one arm round his neck. "Nolly, you are inventing," says Mrs. Geoffrey, sternly. "Good gracious, Mona, whom do you mean?" asks he, aghast both at her look and tone. "Welcome," said the man, and he motioned to a place where the stranger should sit..
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