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"We should be all good subjects enough, if things were on a friendlier footing," says Mona, too absorbed in her own grievance to notice Mr. Rodney's suppressed but evident enjoyment of her conversation. "But when you despise us, you lead us to hate you.","What can I do for you?" she asks, gently.,"Eh?" says Mrs. Geoffrey.,"I really don't know, ma'am. Mitchell gave it to me," says the girl, in an injured tone. Now, Mitchell is Lady Rodney's maid.,"Ay, thief!" repeats Geoffrey, in a voice low but fierce, "It was not without a purpose you entered this house to-night, alone and uninvited. Tell your story to any one foolish enough to believe you. I do not. What did you hope to find? What help towards the gaining of your unlawful cause?",In truth he is. So when he has acknowledged the melancholy fact, they both laugh, with the happy enjoyment of youth, at their own discomfiture, and go back to the cottage good friends once more.,"I regret that I met them," says Mona, who will not say she regrets she told the truth.,At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep.,"So every spirit, as it is most pure,"As berries," says Mona, genially.,"Yes, I could not sleep. Watching and waiting destroy all chance of slumber.","I mean, some of them dress uncommon badly," he says, with much mendacity and more bad grammar..