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She looks at him quite calmly, as one might who sees nothing in the fact of accompanying a young man to the top of a high mountain after nightfall. And in truth she does see nothing in it. If he wishes to see the bay she loves so well, of course he must see it; and who so competent to point out to him all its beauties as herself?,"You may," says Mona, bracing herself for the ordeal.,Her face changes. He has made no mention of the treasured gown, has said no little word of praise.,"She looked awfully cut up, poor little thing," says Jack, kindly. "You were the only one she opened her mind to, Nick What did she say? Did she betray the ravings of a lunatic or the inanities of a fool?",At this first glance he recognizes them as being the two men with whom Mona had attempted argument and remonstrance on the night elected for Maxwell's murder. They are armed with guns, but wear no disguise, not even the usual band of black crape across the upper half of the face.,"Yes, I could not sleep. Watching and waiting destroy all chance of slumber.","Why is this?" said her father. "Some of these young men are rich, handsome, and brave.","I was not determined: you mistake me," exclaims Mona, miserably. "I simply hadn't a headache: I never had one in my life,—and I shouldn't know how to get one!","Mona, it is not—it cannot be—but is it?" asks he incoherently.,"How couldn't I?" replies he. "Come; let us follow it up to the bitter end.","It was a feeble effort," declares he, contemptuously striking with his cane the trunks of the trees as he goes by them.,Then Violet and Doatie drop in, and conversation becomes general, and presently the visit comes to an end, and the Carsons fade away, and Mona is left to be bear the brunt of Lady Rodney's anger, which has been steadily growing, instead of decreasing, during the past half-hour..