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"Yes, I hear you. But must you say this? Have I ever sought a quarrel with—Geoffrey's mother?","Nevertheless, you might have waived that fact, and sent down word you had a headache.",Again he obeys her.,"How cold it is!" she says, rising, with a little shiver. "Let us go home.","You may," says Mona, bracing herself for the ordeal.,"Why not? You will go there, perhaps when you are married.",Passing his arm round her, he draws her closer to him.,"How strange it is!" says Mona's voice, that has now a faint shade of sadness in it. "How people come and go in one's lives, like the waves of the restless sea, now breaking at one's feet, now receding, now——",She sighs. There is pathos and sweetness and tenderness in every line of her face, and much sadness. Her lips are slightly parted, "her eyes are homes of silent prayer." Paul, watching her, feels as though he is in the presence of some gentle saint, sent for a space to comfort sinful earth.,"Malcolm, who was that lovely creature you were talking to just now?" asks his mother, as Lauderdale draws near her.,"How I wish it didn't!" says Mona, with a sigh.,"You have never told me how many people are in your house?" says Mona, presently. "Tell me now. I know about your mother, and," shyly, "about Nicholas; but is there any one else?".