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"That is true," says Mona; "but it does not apply to me; and it is for you only I fear. Let me say just this: I have thought it all over; there were many hours in which to think, because I could not sleep——",Taking up the hapless heather, she throws it on the ground, and, in a fit of childish spleen, lays her foot upon it and tramples it out of all recognition. Yet, even as she does so, the tears gather in her eyes, and, resting there unshed, transfigure her into a lovely picture that might well be termed "Beauty in Distress." For this faded flower she grieves, as though it were, indeed, a living thing that she has lost.,"Yet, in spite of what you say, you turn from me, you despise me," exclaims he, with some growing excitement.,At this Mona laughs unrestrainedly; and Lady Rodney, rising hurriedly, says,—,"Well, on the principle that fine feathers make fine birds, I suppose they do," acknowledges Geoffrey, reluctantly.,"What are you thinking of?" asks Mona, softly, breaking in upon his soliloquy.,"Sure of course," says Mona. "Why, I used to ride the colts barebacked at home.","I should like it too. And it could be managed, couldn't it? I suppose I could get you a dress.","I wonder," she says to herself, softly, "whether he will be with me at the usual hour to-morrow, or,—a little earlier!","Are you going no farther?" asks Rodney, hoping sincerely she will say "No." She does say it.,"Bring wood," the chief called out; "let every one bring some wood; all you have at your lodges. Those who have none, let them go quickly and bring some from the timber.","Then Manning it shall be," says Geoffrey, gayly. "I'll run up to Dublin, and if you give me your measure I'll bring a gown back to you.".