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"Do you sing?" asks he, through mere force of habit, as she pauses.,Mona smiles too in return, though still heavy at heart.,"It is for my sake; but it will break my heart.","Oh! haven't you heard?" cries she. "Sure the country is ringing with it. Don't you know that they tried to shoot Mr. Moore last night?","Ah," said her bull husband; "now you understand how it is that we feel. You mourn for your father; but we have seen our fathers, mothers, and many of our relations fall over the high cliffs, to be killed for food by your people. But now I will pity you, I will give you one chance. If you can bring your father to life, you and he may go back to your camp.",Such is Nicholas's betrothed, to whom, as she gazes on her, all at once, in the first little moment, Mona's whole soul goes out.,"Oh, he is only called Sir Nicholas. Nobody thinks much of that. A baronet is really never of the slightest importance," says Geoffrey, anxiously, feeling exactly as if he were making an apology for his brother.,When he reached the camp he went to the lodge of Broken Bow—a brave young man, but very poor.,He turns to her again.,"Some other day you can do that. Now go," says Mona, imperiously, waving her hand.,"'Alas for the rarity,"I have disappointed you," she says, tremulously, tears rising quickly. "I am a failure! I am not like the others.".