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"Yes; but you have been crying, darling! What has happened?","He is," says Dorothy, with growing animation.,"And the child,—Miss Mona?" asks Geoffrey.,"Forgive me, Mona," he says, with deep entreaty. "I confess my fault. How could I speak to you as I did! I implore your pardon. Great sinner as I am, surely I shall not knock for forgiveness at your sweet heart in vain!",Mona, who has blushed rosy red at his kiss, is now beaming on her lover, and has drawn back her skirts to admit of his coming a little closer to her. He is not slow to avail himself of this invitation, and is now sitting with his arm thrown across the back of the wooden chair that holds Mona, and with eyes full of heartfelt gladness fixed upon her.,The minutes go by slowly, slowly; a clock from some distant steeple chimes the hour. The soft pattering of rain upon the walk outside, and now upon the window-pane, is all the sound that can be heard.,"Yes, I know it," says Geoffrey.,"I don't quite know," says Mona, slowly, "but what Uncle Brian principally studies is—pigs!","She said very little; but she looks good and true. After all, Geoffrey might have done worse.","I am sure I should not," says Rodney.,As they draw still nearer, Geoffrey becomes aware that the farmyard before him is rich with life. Cocks are crowing, geese are cackling, and in the midst of all this life stands a girl with her back turned to the weary travellers.,"If I made a mistake I am sorry for it.".