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Rodney laughs, in an inward fashion, biting his lip and looking down.,Just at this moment a light step running up the stairs outside and across the veranda makes itself heard. Every one looks expectant, and the slight displeasure dies out of Geoffrey's face. A slender, graceful figure appears at the window, and taps lightly.,He is a little disappointed by the calmness of her answer.,"I wonder you do not hate me," says Mona, with a brokenhearted sob, "when you remember I am of the same blood as these wretches.",CHAPTER III.,One o'clock chimes the tiny timepiece on the mantelshelf; outside the sound is repeated somewhere in the distance in graver, deeper tones.,"Good-by, my—my beloved—cousin," he says, in a choked voice. I think the last word is an afterthought. He is tearing himself from all he holds most sacred upon earth, and the strain is terrible. He moves resolutely a a few yards away from her, as though determined to put space between him and her; yet then he pauses, and, as though powerless to withdraw from her presence, returns again, and, flinging himself on his knees before her, presses a fold of her gown to his lips with passionate despair.,"Why on earth," says Nolly, "can't they tell each other, what they have told the world long ago, that they adore each other? It is so jolly senseless, don't you know?","Oh, if you will not," says Mr. Rodney, wrathfully.,"An overwhelming desire to see you again," returns this wise young man, in a tone that is absolutely abject.,"No," he replied, "I am in a hurry; I cannot stop.","But, Geoffrey, why should I be cold to your mother? Sure you wouldn't have me be uncivil to her, of all people?".