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"I may say that horrid speech, but I certainly can't pretend I was bored during our drive, because I am not," says Mona.,Again they heard the feast shout, and he who called was the chief of the Bear society. After they had eaten and smoked the chief said,,"He had to see the mare made up, and the pigs fed," says Mona.,"Not even to you," very gravely. There is reproof in her tone. They are standing somewhat apart, and her eyes have been turned from him. Now, as she says this, she changes her position slightly, and looks at him very earnestly. From the distant ballroom the sound of the dying music comes sadly, sweetly; a weeping fountain in a corner mourns bitterly, as it seems to Mona, tear by tear, perhaps for some lost nymph.,"Is it you?" she says. "Come in here, Geoffrey. I want you.","Then I will sing you a song I was sent last week," says Mona, and forthwith sings him "Years Ago," mournfully, pathetically, and with all her soul, as it should be sung. Then she gives him "London Bridge," and then "Rose-Marie," and then she takes her fingers from the piano and looks at him with a fond hope that he will see fit to praise her work.,"You are not really going there, Geoff?",Kŭt-o-yĭs´ was glad to know that there was such a person, and he went to the mountains.,"You are at Mangle Farm," returns she. Then, judging by the blank expression on his face that her words bring him no comfort, she continues with a smile, "That doesn't seem to help you much, does it?",Then Mona rises, and they both come to the entrance of the small room, and stand where Lady Rodney can overhear what they are saying.,"You are talking too much," says Mona, nervously.,"There is a limit to everything,—even my patience," he says, not looking at his mother. "Mona is myself, and even from you, my mother, whom I love and reverence, I will not take a disparaging word of her.".