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“It certainly is wonderful,” agreed Nell with perfect truth.,CHAPTER VII. THE RIVALS.,"Not so much so that I cannot help you to cross over in safety, if you will only trust yourself to me," replies he.,"It would be rude to deny that," he says, with a slight shrug. "I am sure you are always in the right.","It almost amounts to it," says Nicholas, with a frown.,Her eyes fill with tears.,MORAL,"Was it you?" asks he, raising himself on his elbow to regard her earnestly, though very loath to quit the spot where late he has been tenant. "You? Oh, Mona!","Why should I despise you?" asks she, slowly, opening her eyes.,"Hush," cautioned Billy. "Ma's downstairs wide awake and she's awful cross. What you been doin' to rile her, Anse?",Not knowing this, Mona and Geoffrey (whose flask is empty) accept the proffered milk, and make merry over their impromptu feast, while in the background, the old woman smiles upon them and utters little kindly sentences.,"You bet it is," cried Billy..