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"Not in England, perhaps. When I spoke I was thinking of Ireland," says Mona.,"Thanks. I'll put it off for a night or two," says Nolly, sleepily.,In truth he is. So when he has acknowledged the melancholy fact, they both laugh, with the happy enjoyment of youth, at their own discomfiture, and go back to the cottage good friends once more.,Mrs. Rodney, however, has been foraging on her own account during this brief interlude, and now brings triumphantly to light a little basin filled with early snowdrops.,CHAPTER IV.,His face is slightly flushed, his whole manner full of importance. He advances to where the two girls are sitting, and stops opposite Mona.,"This spot always brings to my mind the thoughts of other people," says Mona, softly. "I am very fond of poetry: are you?","Of course you must come here," says Lady Rodney, who is afraid of the county and what it will say if it discovers she is at loggerheads with her son and his bride. But there is no welcome in her tone. And Geoffrey, greatly discouraged, yet determined to part friends with her for Mona's sake,—and trusting to the latter's sweetness to make all things straight in the future,—after a few more desultory remarks takes his departure, with the understanding on both sides that he and his wife are to come to the Towers on the Friday following to take up their quarters there until Leighton Hall is ready to receive them.,Mona, turning, confronts the frightened group in the corner, both men and women, with a face changed and aged by grief and indignation.,"Well, do you know, I think I will take another bit of cake," says Doatie, totally unabashed. "And—cut it thick. After all, Noll, I don't believe Lilias would ever marry you, or any other man: she wouldn't know what to do with you.","Promise me you will not go back to Coolnagurtheen to-night?" she says, earnestly. "At the inn, down in the village, they will give you a bed.",She lays her hand upon her heart, as though she would say, "The wound lies here," and once more turns to the door..