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Then Geoffrey offers Mona his hand, and leads her to the centre of the polished floor. There they salute each other in a rather Grandisonian fashion, and then separate.,"Do you?" says her companion, staring at her, and drawing his breath a little hard. "Then, even if he should lose to me lands, title, nay, all he possesses, I should still count him a richer man than I am.","Oh, no, I'm not clever," says Mona; "but"—nervously and with downcast eyes, addressing Geoffrey—"I might perhaps be able to make you a little more comfortable.",That we can only say of things, they be.","That is just like me," says Mr. Rodney, unblushingly—"the very image of me.","Dear Lady Rodney," she says, in a tremulous tone, "are you quite sure the note was from that—that man?","Pray do not give yourselves so much trouble on my account," says Lady Rodney, with intense but subdued indignation.,"I wonder," she says to herself, softly, "whether he will be with me at the usual hour to-morrow, or,—a little earlier!","Nolly, you have no romance in your nature," says Nicholas, severely.,"Yes, you do," says Mona, with a little obstinate shake of her head. "You call us dirty, for one thing.",This story tells how these two lodges came to be made.,"Again I fail to understand," says Paul; but his very lips grow livid. "Perhaps for the second time, and with the same delicacy you used at first, you will condescend to explain.".