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"Most fortunate," says Rodney, with deep gravity. "I consider I have been the means of preventing a public calamity. Why, that bird might have haunted us later on.",Just at this moment a light step running up the stairs outside and across the veranda makes itself heard. Every one looks expectant, and the slight displeasure dies out of Geoffrey's face. A slender, graceful figure appears at the window, and taps lightly.,"Then I am like you?" returns he, quickly.,"Tired?" says Rodney, fixing his black, gloomy eyes upon her.,"That night at Chetwoode you made use of some words that I have never forgotten since.","I did mean it. Of course I cannot marry you," says Mona, but rather weakly. The night has left her in a somewhat wavering frame of mind.,Her hair is falling like a veil all round her; through it she looks out at Rodney with eyes frightened and imploring.,Seeing brandy, on a table near, she pours a little into a glass with a shaking hand, and passing her arm beneath his neck, holds it to his parched lips.,"No, no," she says, drawing herself up and speaking with a touch of pride that sits very sweetly on her; "I beg you will say nothing. Mere words could not cure the wound you have inflicted.","Ah," said the old woman, "has our son-in-law been generous and given us something nice to eat?","Waiting—for what? Is it to shoot him?" asks the girl, breathlessly.,Mona makes no reply..