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"No, no; I think not. Come here, Geoffrey; do. It is the queerest thing,—like a riddle. See!",

"What have I said?" she asks, half plaintively. "You laugh, yet I did not mean to be funny. Tell me what I said.",

"I don't suppose any one will take the slightest notice of him," says Violet: "that is one comfort.",

"Tired!" says Geoffrey, hastily. "No, indeed. What could tire of anything so divine? If it is your wish, it is mine also, that we should stay here for a little while longer." Then, struck by the intense relief in her face, he goes on: "How you do enjoy the beauties of Nature! Do you know I have been studying you since you came here, and I could see how your whole soul was wrapped in the glory of the surrounding prospect? You had no thoughts left for other objects,—not even one for me. For the first time," softly, "I learned to be jealous of inanimate things."

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"To Bantry," says Mona, growing white again,—"to-night! Oh, do you want to kill me and yourself?",

Now when these invited ghosts had reached the lodge they did not like to go in. They said to each other, "There is a person here"; it seemed as if they did not like the smell of a human being. The chief ghost burned sweet pine on the fire, which took away this smell, and then the ghosts came in and sat down.,

"I can tell you no more; I will not; and you must never ask me. It is enough that I speak the truth, and that I have been able to save your life.",

Two tears gather, and roll slowly down Mona's white cheeks. And then somehow her thoughts wander back to the old farmhouse at the side of the hill, with the spreading trees behind it, and to the sanded floor and the cool dairy, and the warmth of the love that abounded there, and the uncle, who, if rough, was at least ready to believe her latest action—whatever it might be—only one degree more perfect than the one that went before it.