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"Eh?" says Geoffrey, rather taken back. "Cold" and "proud" he cannot deny, even to himself, are words that suit his mother rather more than otherwise.,"Turn it where, darling?" asks she, a little dreamily.,"It is exactly what I expect to hear next," says Geoff's mother, with the calmness of despair.,"Now, perhaps, you will explain why you are here?" says Mrs. Geoffrey, speaking as sternly as her soft voice will permit. "How did you get in?",A shining gloss that fadeth suddenly,,"I regret that I met them," says Mona, who will not say she regrets she told the truth.,Rodney, standing on the threshold at the end of the small hall, can hear distinctly all that passes.,"Her mother was of good family, I believe.",It is growing dusk; "the shades of night are falling fast," the cold pale sun, that all day long has cast its chill October beams upon a leafless world, has now sunk behind the distant hill, and the sad silence of the coming night hath set her finger with deep touch upon creation's brow.,"Yes; I stopped there for two or three days on my way down here. Well—and—your brother?" He cannot to himself explain the interest he feels in this story.,Over one high bank, across a stile, through another broken gap, on to a wall, straight and broad, up which Rodney pulls her, carefully taking her down in his arms at the other side.,About this time Red Robe fell in love..