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"Never!" says Lady Rodney, in a stony fashion. "I don't even know what you mean.","It is like a fairy-tale," says Violet, with unwonted excitement. "Oh, Mona, tell us how you managed it.",As they sat there, Weasel Heart chanced to look down into the water and saw something. He said to his comrade, "Friend, do you not see something down there where the water goes around?",But Mona does not hear this last addition; she is moving a chair a little to one side, and the faint noise it makes drowns the sound of his voice. This perhaps is as well.,"It was some joke, of course?" goes on Violet, not having received any answer to her first question.,"Why do you speak of people dropping out of your life?","Then the people who send them should be ashamed! But what about the other half of their time that they spend from home?",Mona throws open the door, and the visitors sail in, all open-eyed and smiling, with their very best company manners hung out for the day.,Whenever these lines come to me I think of Mona.,"I shall be charmed," says Violet; "but what is a country dance? Will 'Sir Roger' do?","Yes, exactly; you have it by heart; but what does it mean, and what are you staring at that wall for?" asks he, hopelessly, going to her side.,"But, as I said to Lady Rodney, suppose I haven't a headache," retorts Mona, triumphantly..