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"Quite right. And I am the young English gentleman," says Geoffrey, lifting his hat again by way of introduction.,Mona looks at him. How oddly he has expressed himself! "You won't," he said, instead of "you wouldn't." Does he then deem it possible she will ever be able to cross to that land that calls him son? She sighs, and, looking down at her little lean sinewy hands, clasps and unclasps them nervously.,"Come in, Dorothy. I want to speak to you.","'Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee,'" replies he, quite as softly.,"That was very nasty of me," confesses Mona. "Yet," with a sigh, "perhaps I was right.",At this she glances with scorn upon the quakerish and somewhat quaint gray gown in which she is clothed, and in which she is looking far sweeter than she knows, for in her face lie "love enshrined and sweet attractive grace.",The simple query confounds him more than might a more elaborate one put by a clever worldling. Why indeed?,The duchess, on the contrary, gives way to mirth, and, leaning back in her chair, laughs softly but with evident enjoyment. Mona contemplates her curiously, pensively.,"Did she never look at you like that?" asks Mona, maliciously; "in the early days, I mean, before—before——","Who is your accomplice?" asks Geoffrey, still with studied calmness.,When he returned with his daughters they skinned the cow and cut it up and, carrying it, went home. The young man had his wives leave the meat at his own lodge and told his father-in-law to go home. He did not give him even a little piece of the meat. The two older daughters gave their parents nothing to eat, but sometimes the youngest one had pity on them and took a piece of meat and, when she could, threw it into the lodge to the old people. The son-in-law had told his wives not to give the old people anything to eat. Except for the good heart of the youngest daughter they would have died of hunger.,"Ah! were you really there!" says Mona, growing at once bright and excited at the bare mention of her native land. At such moments she falls again unconsciously into the "thens," and "sures," and "ohs!" and "ahs!" of her Ireland..