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"Bridget," says Mona, "will you go in and get me a cup of tea before I go to bed? I am tired.","Mona! Do you want me to stay?" asks he, suddenly, taking her hands in his. "Tell me the truth.","A very doubtful charm.",Mona is enchanted with the many varieties she sees that are unknown to her, and, being very much not of the world, is not ashamed to express her delight. Looking carefully through all, she yet notices that a tiny one, dear to her, because common to her sweet Killarney, is not among his collection.,"No? did it?" says Nolly, sentimentally. "How—how awfully satisfactory it is to know we both thought alike on even one subject!",When they had taken the skins from these animals, they set up poles and put the hides over them, and so made a shelter to sleep under.,"How you were all laughing when we came in!" says Violet, presently: "we could hear you all along the corridor. What was it about?",Slowly he draws from his pocket a paper, folded neatly, that looks like some old parchment. Mona draws her breath quickly, and turns first crimson with emotion, then pale as death. Opening it at a certain page, he points out to her the signature of George Rodney, the old baronet.,"Yes; I mean to,—before I return to England.",He hesitates. He is tired, and hungry too; there is no denying. Even as he hesitates, a girl coming out to the door-step puts her hand over her eyes, and shouts pleasantly from afar to her mistress,—,In truth he is. So when he has acknowledged the melancholy fact, they both laugh, with the happy enjoyment of youth, at their own discomfiture, and go back to the cottage good friends once more.,"Morning fair.