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"Not very soon. But some time, of course, I must go.",The inference is full of saddest meaning. Even Geoffrey feels the tears rise unbidden to his eyes.,Her meaning, in spite of her, is clear; but Geoffrey doesn't dare so much as to think about it. Yet in his heart he knows that he is glad because of her words.,"But you have interested me," says Geoffrey, seating himself on the broad sill of the window, as though preparing for a long dissertation on matters still unknown. "Pray tell me how your brother and his lovely wife—who evidently was as wise and true as she was lovely—got on.","You have not been quite true with me," says Mona, in a curious way, never removing her gaze and never returning his smile. "Are you rich, then, if you are not poor?","I don't care to hear about the contents of your wardrobe," interrupts Lady Rodney, with a slight but unkind shrug. "I am glad, at least, you were not seen in that objectionable headdress you so often affect.","What else did they say, Nolly?" asks Dorothy, in a wheedling tone.,"You have not been quite true with me," says Mona, in a curious way, never removing her gaze and never returning his smile. "Are you rich, then, if you are not poor?",Her lips part. An expression that is half gladness, half amusement, brightens her eyes.,"Well, I shall go and judge of Killarney myself some day," he says, idly.,"Eh?" says Mona.,"You shall guess," says Mrs. Geoffrey, gayly, with a little laugh. "Now, where do you think?".