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"My dear child, don't talk like that," he says, nervously: "you're done up, you know. Come to bed.",Turning sorrowfully away, she drops some silver into the poor widow's lap; whereon Geoffrey, who has been standing close to her all the time, covers it with two sovereigns.,Whereupon every one thinks he is a bold and daring man thus to risk fortune again.,"They didn't get on for long," he says, mournfully,—and what voice is so full of melancholy as the Irish voice when it sinks into sadness? "When the little one—Mona—was barely five years old, they went to ground; Mount Jerome got them. Fever it was; and it carried 'em both off just while ye'd have time to look round ye. Poor souls, they went to the blessed land together. Perhaps the Holy Virgin knew they would have got on badly without each other anywhere.",Every evening about sundown the man used to climb up to the top of this butte and sit there and look all over the country to see where the buffalo were feeding and whether any enemies were moving about. On top of the hill there was a buffalo skull, on which he used to sit.,"Don't mind me," says Miss Scully, hastily. "I shall follow you by and by.","But you told me no maiden aunt had ever come to your assistance," goes on Mona, remorselessly.,"Could you not imagine you had one?" she says, presently as a last resource.,"Oh, if you were determined—" returns she, with a shrug.,"I think every one is to be pitied; and Jack more than most,—after dear Nicholas," she says, gently, with such a kindly glance at Violet as goes straight to that young woman's heart, and grows and blossoms there forever after.,"Very.","To Bantry," says Mona, growing white again,—"to-night! Oh, do you want to kill me and yourself?".