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"I don't know, I'm sure. I have never thought about it. Did I cry, Geoffrey, when——" hesitates Mrs. Geoffrey, with a laugh, and a faint sweet blush.,She pauses. But for the absurdity of the thing, Mr. Rodney would swear there is hope in her tone.,"What is it you would say?" exclaims Mona, threatingly, turning towards him a lovely face she vainly tries to clothe with anger.,Night is creeping up over the land. Already in the heavens the pale crescent moon just born rides silently,—,I see a wild civility,,He smiles, and, turning, kneels before her in mock humility that savors of very real homage. Taking her hand, he presses it to his lips.,Mona, who has blushed rosy red at his kiss, is now beaming on her lover, and has drawn back her skirts to admit of his coming a little closer to her. He is not slow to avail himself of this invitation, and is now sitting with his arm thrown across the back of the wooden chair that holds Mona, and with eyes full of heartfelt gladness fixed upon her.,He smiles again, but Mona is too sad to smile in return.,"Of course it was a surprise to you," he says.,"Oh, no, don't," says Mona, earnestly. Then she stops short, and blushes a faint sweet crimson.,Early next morning the man set out to hunt, and as soon as he was out of sight his wives went up on top of the butte where he used to sit. There they dug a deep hole and covered it over with light sticks and grass and earth, so that it looked like the other soil near by, and placed the buffalo skull on the sticks which covered the hole.,She did not answer, and without saying anything more he led her up over the bluff and out on the prairie..