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And witty to talk with,,"You were right," said the young man. "This is surely the person who has hidden the buffalo.","Then why don't you go back?" suggests Mona, simply.,"Is it possible you see nothing to admire?" says Mona, with intense disgust.,"Nevertheless, to oblige me," entreats he, hastily.,"Thank you, darling," replies he, meekly.,Old Brian Scully is in his parlor, and comes to meet them as they enter the hall,—his pipe behind his back.,"Oh, Mona, if you could only know how wretched I was all last night," he says; "I never put in such a bad time in my life.","How is this, grandmothers?" he said. "Here is a camp with plenty of fat meat and back fat hanging up to dry; why do you not give me some of that?","I am not going to suffer," says Mona, lightly. "Sorrow only falls on every second generation; and you know poor mother was very unhappy at one time: therefore I am free. You will call that superstition, but," with a grave shake of her head, "it is quite true.",So thinks Mona, and goes steadily on to the library, dreading nothing, and inexpressibly cheered by the thought that gloom at least does not await her there.,"Call me Geoffrey.".