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She is enchanted, and stands there for a minute or two spellbound by the glory of the scene before her. Then a desire to see her beloved lake from the great windows in the northern gallery takes possession of her. She will go and look at it, and afterwards creep on tiptoe to the library, seize the book she had been reading before dinner, and make her way back again to her room without any one being in the least the wiser. Anything will be better than sitting here any longer, dreaming dismal day-dreams.,"And you will sing me something?","Yes. I thank you for your goodness," returns he, slowly.,"I don't mean that; but how could you look?","No," he replied, "my heart was sad; I did not count the days. Since I left, the berries have grown and ripened.",Mona, with a beating heart, but with a courage that gives calmness to her outward actions, closes the window, draws the shutters together, bars them, and then goes back to Geoffrey, who has not moved since Rodney's departure.,"It is forever!" he says, incoherently. "Oh, Mona, at least—at least promise you will always think kindly of me.","'Breathes there the man, with soul so dead,,"I know why you said that about Ryan, and I thank you for it. I should not like to think it was your word had transported him.",It is a very pretty room, filled with a subdued light, and with a blazing fire at one end. All bespeaks warmth, and home, and comfort, but to Mona in her present state it is desolation itself. The three occupants of the room rise as she enters, and Mona's heart dies within her as a very tall statuesque woman, drawing herself up languidly from a lounging-chair, comes leisurely up to her. There is no welcoming haste in her movements, no gracious smile, for which her guest is thirsting, upon her thin lips.,"O'er the dark her silver mantle throws;","Well, what would you have me do?" demands he, with some passion. "Throw up everything? Lands, title, position? It is more than could be expected of any man.".