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"A great distance," said the man.,"Then, thank you, Mrs. Corcoran, I will have a potato," says Rodney, gratefully, honest hunger and the knowledge that it will please Mona to be friendly with "her people," as she calls them, urging him on. "I'm as hungry as I can be," he says.,It is ten days later,—ten dreary, interminable days, that have struggled into light, and sunk back again into darkness, leaving no trace worthy of remembrance in their train. "Swift as swallows' wings" they have flown, scarce breaking the air in their flight, so silently, so evenly they have departed, as days will, when dull monotony marks them for its own.,This happened long ago.,"I shall go," he says, doggedly, as though divining her secret wish.,"Come with me," says Mona to Rodney; and with an air of settled determination, and a hard look on her usually mobile lips, she moves deliberately towards the hawthorn-bush, that is about a quarter of a mile distant.,It is in the spring—so we have been told—that "a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love;" yet it is in the autumn that our young man takes to this pleasing if somewhat unsatisfactory amusement.,"It seems horrible to me that Mona should be on friendly terms with your enemy," says Geoffrey, passionately.,"This much," says Rodney, laughing again: "I am going to marry her, with her leave.","To Bantry," says Mona, growing white again,—"to-night! Oh, do you want to kill me and yourself?","Is truth insolence?" asks Rodney. "If so, I demand your pardon. My speech, no doubt, was a betise, yet it came from my heart.","Did she never look at you like that?" asks Mona, maliciously; "in the early days, I mean, before—before——".