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"Oh, if you will not," says Mr. Rodney, wrathfully.,Again he went into the lodge, and when the man-eater saw him he cried out, "How, how, how! the fat young man has survived!" and he seemed surprised. Again he took his knife and cut the throat of Kŭt-o-yĭs´ and threw him into the kettle. Again when the meat was cooked he ate it, and when the little girl asked for the bones again he gave them to her. She took them out and threw them to the dogs, crying, "Kŭt-o-yĭs´, the dogs are eating you," and again Kŭt-o-yĭs´ arose from the bones.,She nods her head gayly as she says this, being pleased at her apt quotation from the one book she has studied very closely.,Seeing further talk is useless, Mona slips her hand into Rodney's and leads him down the road.,Another pause. Mona is on thorns. Will the branching path, that may give her a chance of escaping a further tete-a-tete with him, never be reached?,But Violet is content.,"Of the last time I heard any one sing," returns he, slowly. "I was comparing that singer very unfavorably with you. Your voice is so unlike what one usually hears in drawing-rooms.",She sighs, then looks at the sky, and—sighs again.,"They didn't get on for long," he says, mournfully,—and what voice is so full of melancholy as the Irish voice when it sinks into sadness? "When the little one—Mona—was barely five years old, they went to ground; Mount Jerome got them. Fever it was; and it carried 'em both off just while ye'd have time to look round ye. Poor souls, they went to the blessed land together. Perhaps the Holy Virgin knew they would have got on badly without each other anywhere.","Yes; I mean to,—before I return to England.","Sure of course," says Mona. "Why, I used to ride the colts barebacked at home.",He went down and stamped on the log-jam, and presently a fat cow ran out and Kŭt-o-yĭs´ killed it..