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"It can't be much," says Geoffrey, who, to confess the truth, is by this time feeling a little sick and faint. "I never knew I was touched till now. Come, let us get back to the farm.","You will introduce me to your wife?" she asks, after a few minutes, in her even, trainante voice, and is then taken up to the big arm-chair before the fire, and is made known to Mona.,"Thanks!" returns he, with an ironical laugh. "How excellently your tone agrees with your words?",And very honestly, too, because at the time of their visits, when Lady Rodney was entertaining them in the big drawing-room and uttering platitudes and pretty lies by the score, she was deep in the recesses of the bare brown wood, roaming hither and thither in search of such few flowers as braved the wintry blasts.,"Well, neither should I!" says Mrs. Geoffrey, with conviction. "I should perfectly have hated it. But I should never have forgiven myself if he had gone away with the will.","Tired?" says Rodney, fixing his black, gloomy eyes upon her.,"You have not quite forgotten me, I hope, Mrs. Rodney. You will give me one dance?","Is that the girl who spoke to you, Geoffrey, at the tea room door?" asks Mona, with some animation.,Why it has become suddenly necessary that Violet should be made cosey and comfortable she omits to explain.,But Mona's eyes see nothing but one object only.,"Perhaps I feel nervous because of all the unhappy things one hears daily," goes on Mona, in a subdued voice. "That murder at Oola, for instance: that was horrible.',"I can't well get away before that, you know, as Wigley is a good way off. But I'll try all I know. And, after all," says Geoffrey, with a view to cheering her, "it isn't as bad as if I was ordered off somewhere for a week, is it?".