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"I am so glad you are poor," says Mona. "If you were rich or even well off, I should never consent,—never!",She is still wondering vaguely who he can be, when he breaks the silence.,"I hope you are enjoying yourself," she says, presently, hardly knowing what else to say.,He hesitates. He is tired, and hungry too; there is no denying. Even as he hesitates, a girl coming out to the door-step puts her hand over her eyes, and shouts pleasantly from afar to her mistress,—,"Nevertheless, close the curtains, Geoffrey, and ask Lady Rodney if she would not like tea now," says Violet, sotto voce.,But Mr. Rodney is determined to "have it out with her," as he himself would say, before consenting to fade away out of her sight.,"But you like Lady Rodney?" says Mona, in a puzzled tone.,"And thinks you perfection?" in an impossible tone, losing both his head and his temper completely. "He is rich, I suppose; why don't you marry him?","Here, miss,—in the dairy? Law, Miss Mona! don't","To everything! How could you think of bringing a daughter-in-law of—of—her description to your mother?","Mrs. Rodney will not mind wasting a quarter of an hour on an old woman," says the duchess, equably.,To Geoffrey perhaps the coming ordeal bears a deeper shade; as Mona hardly understands all that awaits her. That Lady Rodney is a little displeased at her son's marriage she can readily believe, but that she has made up her mind beforehand to dislike her, and intends waging with her war to the knife, is more than has ever entered into her gentle mind..