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Fisher looked as he had been told, and saw the lodge.,Then she gathers up her gown and runs swiftly back to the farm.,It revives him somewhat. And presently the intenser pallor dies away, and speech returns to him.,"Bonuvs," repeats Mona, a little louder, at which Lady Rodney sinks into a chair, as though utterly overcome. Nolly and Geoffrey are convulsed with laughter. Doatie is vainly endeavoring to keep them in order.,"Mona, don't talk like that," says Geoffrey, biting his lips.,"But why should night produce melancholy?" says Nicholas, dreamily. "It is but a reflection of the greater light, after all. What does Richter call it? 'The great shadow and profile of day.' It is our own morbid fancies that make us dread it.","At once," he says, with emphasis.,"Well don't go to Dublin, at all events," says her mother, plaintively. "It's wretched form.","Well, that is in her favor, I really think," says Violet, in her most unprejudiced manner. "If she were to leave off her rococo toilettes, and take to Elise or Worth like other people, and give up posing, and try to behave like a rational being, she might almost be called handsome.","It is quite an old story," goes on Nolly.,"I wonder when you will adore any one, Nolly," says Geoffrey, idly.,"I regret—" begins Lady Rodney, stonily; but Mona by a gesture stays her..