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"Neither could I," puts in Geoffrey. "But it was hard on you, my darling.",Perhaps another reason for Mona's having found such favor in the eyes of "the biggest woman in our shire, sir," lies in the fact that she is in many ways so totally unlike all the other young women with whom the duchess is in the habit of associating. She is naive to an extraordinary degree, and says and does things that might appear outre in others, but are so much a part of Mona that it neither startles nor offends one when she gives way to them.,"Dance no more to-night with that fellow," he says quickly, as they get outside.,"Is she also to learn that you are at liberty to lecture your own mother?" asks Lady Rodney, pale with anger.,"I'm off, miss," says the miscreant, and, true to his word, darts through the hedge again like a shaft from a bow, and, scurrying through the fields, is soon lost to sight.,"Ah! sure you know I wouldn't do that, now," returns she, with a stronger touch of her native brogue than she has used for many a day; at which they all laugh heartily, even Lady Rodney chiming in as easily as though the day had never been when she had sneered contemptuously at that selfsame Irish tongue.,Kneeling down by her, Dorothy lays her head upon Mona's knee, and bursts out crying afresh.,"Poor Mona!" says Geoffrey; "don't tell her about it, as remorse may sadden her.",Then she gathers up her gown and runs swiftly back to the farm.,"Father," said Kŭt-o-yĭs´, "have you no arrows?",Mona, horror-stricken, goes quickly over to her, and touches her lightly on the shoulder.,When he had finished eating, the Raven chief asked, "Why have you come here?".