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He is now speaking with some difficulty, and is looking, not at her, but at the pattern he is drawing on the soft loam at his feet.,"I dare say," she says, carelessly, purposely mistaking his meaning: "it must have been cold lying there.",At the mention of the word "secret" every one grows very much alive at once. Even Lady Rodney dries her tears and looks up expectantly.,"Yet I think you should have told me," she whispers, as a last fading censure. "Do you know you have made me very unhappy?","I sha'n't want any trifles to amuse me, if you will talk to me," says Mona.,For a brief instant the Australian's eyes flash fire; then he lowers his lids, and laughs quite easily.,"I would go to the world's end with you," returns she, gently. "Ah! I think you knew that all along.",To-morrow will be market-day in Bantry, to which the week's butter must go; and now the churning is over, and the result of it lies cold and rich and fresh beneath Mona's eyes. She herself is busily engaged printing little pats off a large roll of butter that rests on the slab before her; her sleeves are carefully tucked up, as on that first day when Geoffrey saw her; and in defiance of her own heart—which knows itself to be sad—she is lilting some little foolish lay, bright and shallow as the October sunshine that floods the room, lying in small silken patches on the walls and floor.,"Go back to Bantry," says Mona, not heeding his evident surprise, "at once,—now. Do not delay. There are those waiting for you on the Tullymore road who will take your life. I have run all this way to warn you. Oh, go back, while there is yet time!",Yet does she not triumph over her beaten foe; nay, so different is it with her that she reaches forth her hand to raise her again, and strives by every tender means in her power to obliterate all memory of the unpleasant past.,"He has," says the duke. "But he has his reward, you know: nobody likes him. By the by, what horrid bad times they are having in your land!—ricks of hay burning nightly, cattle killed, everybody boycotted, and small children speared!",At his words, a glad light springs to life within her wonderful eyes. She is so pleased and proud that he should so speak of her..