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Paul Rodney, true to his word, has put in an appearance, much to the amazement of many in the room. Almost as Mona's dance with Nolly is at an end, he makes his way to her, and asks her to give him the next. Unfortunately, she is not engaged for it, and, being unversed in polite evasions, she says yes, quietly, and is soon floating round the room with him.,And the winter winds are wearily sighing;",The Rodneys are, for the most part, in the library, the room dearest to them. Mona is telling Doatie's fortune on cards, Geoffrey and Nicholas are discussing the merits and demerits of a new mare, Lady Rodney in still struggling with the crimson sock,—when the door is opened, and Nolly entering adds himself to the group.,"I really wish," she says, presently, "you would do what I say. Go to the farm, and—stay there.","Away from me," returns he, with some emotion, tightening his clasp around her.,"What has Mr. Moore to do with you?" he asks, haughtily. "Who is he, that he should so speak to you?","And you will sing me something?","I shall make myself plainer. What servant did you bribe to leave the window open for you at this hour?","Still, there was no necessity to insult him with such a message as you sent. Perhaps," with unpleasant meaning, "you do not understand that to say you are busy is rather more a rudeness than an excuse for one's non-appearance.","I thought so all along," says Geoffrey, gravely.,"'In the midst of life we are in debt,'" says Nolly, solemnly. Which is the best thing he could have said, as it makes them all laugh in spite of their pending misfortunes.,"It is pretty, I think," she says. "The duke," with a grave look, "gave it to me just two years after my son was born.".