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In the background partly hidden by the gathering gloom, some fifteen men, and one or two women, are all huddled together, whispering eagerly, with their faces almost touching. The women, though in a great minority, are plainly having the best of it.,"I am glad you have at last deigned to take some small notice of me," says he, with a faint touch of pique in his tone. And then, looking at him again, she sees it is the young man who had nearly ridden over her some time ago, and tells herself she has been just a little rude to his Grace the Duke of Lauderdale.,Rodney, standing beside her, watches her anxiously. She throws up her head, and pushes back her hair, and strains her eyes eagerly into the darkness, that not all the moonbeams can make less than night.,And so matters stood when Mona came to the Towers.,He makes no reply. And for a full minute no word is spoken between them.,At this point, Geoffrey—who has been hunting all the morning—enters the room with Captain Rodney.,"That isn't her name at all," says Geoffrey. "My father was a baronet, you know: she is Lady Rodney.","No one blames you," says Mona; "yet it is hard that Nicholas should be made unhappy.","Yet I think Warden knows more than he cares to tell," says Mona, at a venture. Why, she herself hardly knows.,"Well, you know that's better than a farmer's common niece," says Jack, consolingly.,"Then Manning it shall be," says Geoffrey, gayly. "I'll run up to Dublin, and if you give me your measure I'll bring a gown back to you.","And the child,—Miss Mona?" asks Geoffrey..