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"But suppose she doesn't say a word about the drive?" says Mona, thoughtfully. "How will it be then?","Pity me, O Sun!" he prayed; and turning away, he set off to look for the trail to the Sun's lodge.,"If we hurry we must meet his car there, and can send him back into Bantry, and so save him.",And hath in it the more of heavenly light.,"Yet remember, darling, whatever comes of it," says Rodney, earnestly, "that you are more to me than all the world,—my mother included. So do not let defeat—if we should be defeated—cast you down. Never forget how I love you." In his heart he dreads for her the trial that awaits her.,"No, it couldn't be helped," says little Doatie. But their intervention only appears to add fuel to the fire of Lady Rodney's wrath.,Then some one puts on her again the coat she had taken off such a short time since, and some one else puts on her sealskin cap and twists her black lace round her white throat, and then she turns to go on her sad mission. All their joy is turned to mourning, their laughter to tears.,"Mona! Are you crying for me?" says Paul Rodney, as though surprised. "Do not. Your tears hurt me more than this wound that has done me to death.",A dead silence follows. Lady Rodney raises her head, scenting mischief in the air.,"I am a stranger; I know nothing," she says again, hardly knowing what to say, and moving a little as though she would depart.,CHAPTER XV.,"Bribed him?" says Mona, in an indescribable tone..