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"There has not been a sound to-day,Another pause. Mona is on thorns. Will the branching path, that may give her a chance of escaping a further tete-a-tete with him, never be reached?,"My son, you are very unhappy. I know why you have come this way. You are looking for your wife who is now in the ghost country. It is a very hard thing for you to get there. You may not be able to get your wife back, but I have great power and I will do for you all that I can. If you act as I advise, you may succeed.","Do not take her away yet,—not yet," he says, in a faint whisper.,"I am sure we shall all be very glad," she says, faintly, feeling herself bound to make some remark.,"O'er the dark her silver mantle throws;",Mona hesitates, then says, shyly, with downcast eyes,—,A deep hush has fallen upon everything. The air is cold and piercing. Mona shivers, and draws even closer to Geoffrey, as, mute, yet full of saddest thought, they move through the leafless wood.,"Poor Mona!" says Geoffrey; "don't tell her about it, as remorse may sadden her.",Like little mice, stole in and out,,Then Geoffrey offers Mona his hand, and leads her to the centre of the polished floor. There they salute each other in a rather Grandisonian fashion, and then separate.,Will have the whole possession ere it rest.".