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This thought seems to overwhelm her. She raises her hands to her head, and an expression of keenest anguish creeps into her eyes. She sways a little, and would have fallen, but that Jack Rodney, who is nearest to her at this moment, catches her in his arms.,"Poor Mona!" says Geoffrey; "don't tell her about it, as remorse may sadden her.",After a little time the bull awoke and said to his wife, "Go and bring me some water." Then the woman was glad, and she took a horn from her husband's head and went to the wallow for water.,The teapot, meanwhile, is calmly ignoring its rage, and is positively turning up its nose at it. It is a very proud old teapot, and is looking straight before it, in a very dignified fashion, at a martial row of cups and saucers that are drawn up in battle-array and are only waiting for the word of command to march upon the enemy.,CHAPTER XVI.,"It was for you," she says, hanging her head. "I thought if I could do something to make you happier, you might learn to love me a little!",CHAPTER XXV.,"I mean," says Mona, flushing a vivid scarlet, "is she stern?","A—student?" says Mona, in a degree puzzled.,She says this in such perfect good faith that Mr. Rodney roars with laughter.,"Wait, Mrs. Rodney. Let me help you across.","Who can it be?" asked the young man. "Who camps there alone, far from friends?".