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"Geoffrey, will you take me to him?" says Mona, rousing herself.,"Well, just then it made little difference to us, as, shortly after my grandfather went off the hooks, we received what we believed to be authenticated tidings of my uncle's death.","It is very hard on Nick," he says disconsolately.,To gain Lady Rodney's friendship is a more difficult thing than Mona in her ignorance had imagined, and she is determined to be ice itself to her poor little guest. As for her love, when first Mona's eyes lit upon her she abandoned all hope of ever gaining that.,"No," with a little flickering smile, that has pain and sorrow in it; "for the simple reason that I shall never marry.","You are tired," says he, tenderly.,"There, do go away!" says this woodland goddess. "I am sick of you and your stupidity.","I know what you would say; and yet I do denounce you all, both men and boys,—yes, and the women too,—because, though your own actual hands may be free of blood, yet knowing the vile assassin who did this deed, there is not one of you but would extend to him the clasp of good-fellowship and shield him to the last,—a man who, fearing to meet another face to face, must needs lie in ambush for him behind a wall, and shoot his victim without giving him one chance of escape! Mr. Moore walks through his lands day by day, unprotected and without arms: why did this man not meet him there, and fight him fairly, to the death, if, indeed, he felt that for the good of his country he should die! No! there was danger in that thought," says Mona, scornfully: "it is a safer thing to crouch out of sight and murder at one's will.",He draws Mrs. Geoffrey's hand through his arm, and goes towards the lodge.,In the background partly hidden by the gathering gloom, some fifteen men, and one or two women, are all huddled together, whispering eagerly, with their faces almost touching. The women, though in a great minority, are plainly having the best of it.,He drops her arm, and looks as though he is prepared to drop her acquaintance also, at a moment's notice.,The old woman outside called to them, "Friends, is it smoking in there now?".