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Violet, watching her, notes the tumult in her mind, and, seeing how her will gains mastery over her desire, honors her for her self-control.,"And, if so, what are you doing here?" says Mona, reprovingly.,The breeze is so light that hardly a trembling of the leafless branches breaks the deadly silence that reigns all round:,"Wouldn't they?" says Rodney, leaning on his elbow as the argument waxes warmer; "then all I can say is, I never met any 'other people.'",A deep hush has fallen upon everything. The air is cold and piercing. Mona shivers, and draws even closer to Geoffrey, as, mute, yet full of saddest thought, they move through the leafless wood.,"Oh, Geoffrey, wasn't it well you went to Ireland and met Mona? Because if you had stayed on here last autumn we might have been induced to marry each other, and then what would have become of poor Jack?","Oh not for ever so long," returns she, with much and heartless unconcern. (His spirits sink to zero.) "Certainly not until Friday," she goes on, carelessly. (As this is Wednesday, his spirits once more rise into the seventh heaven.) "Or Saturday, or Sunday, or perhaps some day next week," she says, unkindly.,"It is true," says Violet, evenly. "Yet, dear Mona, I wish you could try to be a little more like the rest of the world.",Then Jack comes in, and Sir Nicholas, and later on Geoffrey.,"Yet he dares to admire you?" is what he does say, after a decided pause.,"But there you are wrong. There need be no dissensions; my mother and I are very good friends, and she expects us both to go to the Towers on Friday next.","No; only twelve months,"—hastily; "say no more now: my mind is quite made up.".