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"Your husband is looking for you," she says to Mona, in an icy tone. "You had better go to him. This is no place for you.",At this Geoffrey says something under his breath about Paul Rodney that he ought not to say, looking the while at Nicholas with a certain light in his blue eyes that means not only admiration but affection.,The music, soft and almost mournful, echoes through the room; the feet keep time upon the oaken floor; weird-like the two forms move through the settled gloom.,"There is something in that, certainly," says Captain Rodney, with feeling. "I wonder, now, what great and charitable deed I could do.",Just at this moment Mona comes up to them, smiling and happy.,"What has he done?" asks Geoffrey, somewhat bewildered and greatly distressed at her apparent grief.,So in silence, but hand in hand, they move back through the dewy meads, meeting no one until they reach the little wooden gate that leads to her home.,THE BUFFALO-PAINTED LODGES,"I am Paul Rodney," he now volunteers,—"your husband's cousin, you know. I suppose," with a darkening of his whole face, "now I have told you who I am, it will not sweeten your liking for me.","An' the biggest birds, an' as full o' corn as iver ye see, the rogues!","A little," says Mona. It is perhaps the nearest approach to a falsehood she has ever made.,"Mona, do you think Elise is right? she is so very positive; are you sure heliotrope is the correct shade to go with this?" Or—.