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"Ah! that is because you are a man, and because you love me," says this astute reader of humanity. "But women are so different. Suppose—suppose she never gets to like me?","It is," replies he, absently. Then, below his breath, "and well worth fighting for.",For him—strange as it may seem—she had ever but little love. But when he married, and George, the eldest boy, was given into her arms, and as he grew and developed and showed himself day by day to be the very prototype of his grandsire, she "took to him," as the servants said, and clung to him—and afterwards to his memory—until her dying day.,"Who are they waiting for?" says Mona, anxiously.,"It was more than a 'surprise.' That is a mild word," says Lady Rodney. She is looking at him, is telling herself what a goodly son he is, so tall and strong and bright and handsome. He might have married almost any one! And now—now——? No, she cannot forgive. "It was, and must always be, a lasting grief," she goes on, in a low tone.,"'A haughty spirit comes before a fall,'" quotes he contemptuously.,"It won't be her fault; but of course her people will object, which amounts to the same thing. She can't go against her people, you know.","You may try just as hard as ever you like," she says, with dignity: "I sha'n't!",Her face changes. He has made no mention of the treasured gown, has said no little word of praise.,"It is for my sake; but it will break my heart.","There is a camp to the westward, up the river," they replied; "but you must not take the left-hand trail going up because on that trail lives a woman who invites men to wrestle with her and then kills them. Avoid her.","How could you be so absurd about that old Moore?" she says, lightly. "Why he has got nothing to recommend him except his money; and what good," with a sigh, "does that do him, unless to get him murdered!".