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Any demonstration on her part just now may make a scene, and scenes are ever abhorrent. And might she not yet further widen the breach between mother and son by an ill-timed show of affection for the latter?,Somebody pokes the fire, until a crimson light streams through the room. The huge logs are good-naturedly inclined, and burst their great sides in an endeavor to promote more soothing thought.,CHAPTER XXIII.,Mona smiles too in return, though still heavy at heart.,"Indeed, I do not hate you," she says impulsively. "Believe me, I do not. But still I fear you.","You have met only them, I suppose, as you belong to them.",Silence. Mona taps the mound beside her with impatient fingers, her mind being evidently great with thought.,It seems such a direct running commentary on Mona's supposed ill deed that every one—as by a single impulse—looks up. Nolly and Jack Rodney exchange covert glances. But for the depression that reigns all round, I think these two would have given way to frivolous merriment.,When it was almost night, and time for the Sun to come home, the Moon hid Scarface under a pile of robes. As soon as the Sun got to the doorway he said, "A strange person is here.","Now, then, cheer up, Paddy!" he says to the boy: "yonder lies an oasis in our howling wilderness.","Nay, now," says Mona, sweetly, "do not talk like that. It grieves me. When you have formed a purpose worth living for, the whole world will undergo a change for you. What is dark now will seem light then; and death will be an enemy, a thing to battle with, to fight with desperately until one's latest breath. In the meantime," nervously, "do be cautious about that horrid weapon: won't you, now?","It is terrible," says Mona, with such exceeding earnestness that he could have hugged her on the spot..