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"You know what I mean," says Mona, reproachfully. "You needn't pretend you don't. And it is quite true that England does despise us.",He has heard the remarkable speech made to his mother, and has drawn his own conclusions therefrom. "Geoffrey has been coaching the poor little soul, and putting absurd words into her mouth, with—as is usual in all such cases—a very brilliant result." So he tells himself, and is, as we know, close to the truth.,"I don't know, sir. I never was abroad before, an' I'm dead bate now, an' the bag's like lead.",It is Paul Rodney.,"Oh, now, Mrs. Geoffrey, come—I say—how cruel yon can be!","How melancholy!" says Mona, with a nearer approach to brightness than she has shown all day.,"Oh, dear, no," says Mona, with an emphatic shake of her lovely head. "She hadn't the least little bit of wit in her composition. She was as solemn as an Eng——I mean a Spaniard (they are all solemn, are they not?), and never made a joke in her life, but she was irresistibly comic all the same." Then suddenly, "What a very pretty little woman that is over there, and what a lovely dress!","Now, that is nastier," says Geoffrey; "unsay it.",Now, Lady Rodney is at home, but, having given strict orders to the servants to say she is anywhere else they like,—that is, to tell as many lies as will save her from intrusion,—is just now reposing calmly in the small drawing-room, sleeping the sleep of the just, unmindful of coming evil.,"Earth putteth on the borrow'd robes of heaven,,"Oh, Geoffrey, how could you do it?" she says, reproachfully, alluding to his marriage,—"you whom I have so loved. What would your poor father have thought had he lived to see this unhappy day? You must have been mad.",Next morning the wife and the little boy went out to dig roots, and the woman took the root digger with her, while the dog followed the little boy..