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The painters were told what to do long, long ago, "in about the second generation after the first people.","Oh, no! it is not that! you must know it is not that," says Mona, in deep grief. "It is that I cannot marry you!",Lady Rodney is plainly disconcerted, but says nothing. Violet follows suit, but more because she is thoroughly amused and on the point of laughter, than from a desire to make matters worse.,"Bonuvs," says Mona, mildly, going back naturally to the Irish term for those interesting babies.,Another pause, longer than the last.,"Perhaps that is what makes me so nice," retorts Miss Mona, saucily, the sense of fun still full upon her, making him a small grimace, and bestowing upon him a bewitching glance from under her long dark lashes, that lie like shadows on her cheeks.,And so matters stood when Mona came to the Towers.,"But why?" asks the duchess.,The moon has gone behind a cloud, the road is almost wrapped in complete gloom, when a voice, coming from apparently nowhere, startles them, and brings them back from visions of impossible bliss to the present very possible world.,"What are you doing?" asks Geoffrey, presently, when they have returned to everyday life.,Then Fisher went up the stream as his friend had gone and entered the water at the same place and swam down as Weasel Heart had done, and when Weasel Heart showed him the place he dived down and disappeared as Weasel Heart had disappeared. He entered the yellow-painted-buffalo lodge, and his friend saw him go into it.,"Geoffrey, will you take me to him?" says Mona, rousing herself..