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"Because 'the miserable hath no other medicine but only hope,'" quotes she, very sadly.,Geoffrey removes the heavy lace that lies round her throat, and then leads her up to the hearthrug nearly opposite to his mother's arm-chair.,"But I hadn't a headache," says Mona, bending her large truthful eyes with embarrassing earnestness upon Lady Rodney.,"Thief!" echoes Paul in a terrible tone. His whole face quivers, A murderous light creeps into his eyes.,"Yes; I can understand you," said Mona, softly, "for I too was miserable.",Mona hardly hears him. She is thinking of Nicholas's face as it was half an hour ago when he had leaned against the deserted doorway and looked at pretty Dorothy.,"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.",CHAPTER XVIII.,Sir Nicholas, having gone leisurely through two of his letters, opens a third, and begins to peruse it rather carelessly. But hardly has he gone half-way down the first page when his face changes; involuntarily his fingers tighten over the luckless letter, crimping it out of all shape. By a supreme effort he suppresses an exclamation. It is all over in a moment. Then he raises his head, and the color comes back to his lips. He smiles faintly, and, saying something about having many things to do this morning, and that therefore he hopes they will forgive his running away from them in such a hurry he rises and walks slowly from the room.,Lady Rodney holds out her hand, and Mona lays hers within it.,Mona takes no notice of his words, but still stands by the table, with her hands folded, her long white robes clinging to her, her eyes lowered, her whole demeanor like that of some mediæval saint. So thinks Rodney, who is gazing at her as though he would forever imprint upon his brain the remembrance of a vision as pure as it is perfect.,Lady Rodney shudders..