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He smiles again, but Mona is too sad to smile in return.,He tells Mona she is very welcome, and, still holding her hand, draws her over to the fire, and moves a big arm-chair in front of it, in which he ensconces her, bidding her warm herself, and make herself (as he says with a kindly smile that has still kinder meaning in it) "quite at home.",CHAPTER XXXII.,"So Mr. Moore says," returns she, smiling.,"Heaven," repeats he, with a sigh. "I have forgotten to think of heaven.","Yes; I stopped there for two or three days on my way down here. Well—and—your brother?" He cannot to himself explain the interest he feels in this story.,With a little touch of wilfulness, perhaps pride, she withdraws her hand.,"Yes," replied Scarface, "I saw them.","You do not understand them," returns she, sadly. "And I do. Besides, they will not harm me. There is no fear of that. I am not at all afraid of them. And—I must speak to them.",Of Christian charity,"Some of his ideas are lovely. You would like his poetry, I think.",Then some one puts on her again the coat she had taken off such a short time since, and some one else puts on her sealskin cap and twists her black lace round her white throat, and then she turns to go on her sad mission. All their joy is turned to mourning, their laughter to tears..