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"But, as I said to Lady Rodney, suppose I haven't a headache," retorts Mona, triumphantly.,"Do you remember the evening you taught me the country dance that I said was like an old-fashioned minuet? And what an apt pupil I proved! I really think I could dance it now. By the by, my mother never saw one danced. She"—apologetically—"has not been out much. Let us go through one now for her benefit.","You did not mean it, Mona, did you? You are content here with me?—you have no regret?",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.,But Mr. Rodney is determined to "have it out with her," as he himself would say, before consenting to fade away out of her sight.,"No; he was not a draper," says Mona, gently, and without haste.,"I am always forgiving you, it seems to me," says Mona, coldly, turning from him with a frown. "And as for that heather," facing him again, with eyes shamed but wrathful, "I just kept it because—because—oh, because I didn't like to throw it away! That was all!",TO THE READER,"What!" says Mona And then she grows quite pale, and, slipping off the stile, stands a few yards away from him.,The last lodge had been set up in the Blackfeet winter camp. Evening was closing over the travel-tired people. The sun had dropped beyond the hills not far away. Women were bringing water from the river at the edge of the great circle. Men gathered in quiet groups, weary after the long march of the day. Children called sleepily to each other, and the dogs sniffed about in well-fed content.,"But surely until then Mona may lay claim to the title," says Violet, quickly.,"If he's goin' to squat there for the night,—an' I see ivery prospect of it," says Mickey to himself,—"what on airth's goin' to become of me?".