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It is the 20th of February; already winter is dying out of mind, and little flowers are springing everywhere.,"I sha'n't want any trifles to amuse me, if you will talk to me," says Mona.,"The boys!" repeats he, mystified.,"Av ye plaze, miss, will ye soon be comin'?","Nonsense! Would you have me believe you are afraid of her?",She looks at him as she says this, fearlessly, honestly, and without a suspicion of coquetry.,"But why?" says Mona, trying to read his face. "Am I so different from other people?","I can't," faintly.,"It is," replies he, absently. Then, below his breath, "and well worth fighting for.","You are sure?"—doubtfully.,"I dare say we'll get at the lord by an' by" says Ryan, untouched. "Go yer ways, will ye? an' quick too. Maybe if ye thry me too far, ye'll learn to rue this night.",It is a triumph, if Mona only knew it, but she is full of sad reflections, and is just now wrapped up in mournful thoughts of Nicholas and little Dorothy. Misfortune seems flying towards them on strong swift wings. Can nothing stay its approach, or beat it back in time to effect a rescue? If they fail to find the nephew of the old woman Elspeth in Sydney, whither he is supposed to have gone, or if, on finding him they fail to elicit any information from him on the subject of the lost will, affairs may be counted almost hopeless..