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"What a curious child you are!" he says, at length. "You are never the same for two minutes together.","What a different life mine might have been had I known you earlier!" Then, with a faint flush, that vanishes almost as it comes, as though without power to stay, he says, "Did your husband object to your coming here?","You're a nice boy, you are!" says Mr. Rodney; "Here, give me the bag! Perhaps you would like me to carry you too; but I shan't, so you needn't ask me. Are you hungry?","You insult me," says Dorothy, growing even whiter than she was before, "when you speak to me of—of——",There is triumph in her eye, and a malicious sparkle, and just a touch of rebellion.,"Do you mean that you would really miss me if I left you for only one day?" he asks, delightedly. "Mona, tell me the truth.",The man draws back hurriedly, and the woman once more sinks back into her forlorn position.,"So should I," says Rodney, eagerly, but incorrectly; "at least, not myself, but you,—in something handsome, you know, open at the neck, and with your pretty arms bare, as they were the first day I saw you.","To what part of Ireland?","Mona," says Geoffrey, to her suddenly, in a low whisper, throwing his arm round her (they are driving home, alone in the small night-brougham)—"Mona, do you know what you have done to-night? The whole room went mad about you. They would talk of no one else. Do not let them turn your head.","Do you mean to tell me that I don't care for you?" says Rodney, quickly.,"Impossible," says Mona..