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Silence. Mona taps the mound beside her with impatient fingers, her mind being evidently great with thought.,Float slowly o'er the sky, to meet the rays,Sir Nicholas, just moving his glass from one eye to the other, says "Good evening" to him, bending his head courteously, nay, very civilly, though without a touch, or suspicion of friendliness. He does not put out his hand, however, and Paul Rodney, having acknowledged his salutation by a bow colder and infinitely more distant than his own, turns to Mona.,At this appalling speech Geoffrey's calculations fall through, and he gives himself up to undisguised mirth.,Mona blushes painfully.,So at her bidding he repeats the lines slowly, and in his best manner, which is very good:—,Rodney, standing on the threshold at the end of the small hall, can hear distinctly all that passes.,CHAPTER VIII.,"Yes; I can understand you," said Mona, softly, "for I too was miserable.",He handles the gun again menacingly. Mona, though still apparently calm, whitens perceptibly beneath the cold penetrating rays of the "pale-faced moon" that up above in "heaven's ebon vault, studded with stars unutterably bright," looks down upon her perhaps with love and pity.,CHAPTER XVI.,The drawing-room is very much the same as the ordinary run of drawing-rooms, at which Mona feels distinct disappointment, until, glancing at Lady Lilias, she notices a shudder of disgust run through her frame..