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"Now, this is kind,—very kind," says the little man, approvingly, shaking both their hands. "And so soon, too; no time lost. Poor soul! he is calling incessantly for you, my dear Mrs. Geoffrey. It is a sad case,—very—very. Away from every one he knows. But come in; come in.","I hope you are enjoying yourself," she says, presently, hardly knowing what else to say.,"Only to return," interrupts he, quickly. "And—to break at your feet? to break one's heart, do you mean? I do not like your simile.","Throw them away," said his father; "throw them both away. That is not a root digger; that is not a dog.",Mona starts violently, and draws back; shame and indignation cover her. Her breath comes in little gasps.,Had she put out all her powers of invention with a view to routing him with slaughter, she could not have been more successful than she is with this small unpremeditated speech. Had a thunderbolt fallen at his feet, he could not have betrayed more thorough and complete discomfiture.,"I do remember it," replies she, bitterly.,After this, she and Sir Nicholas are even better friends than they have been before,—a silent bond of sympathy seeming to exist between them. With Captain Rodney, though he is always kind to her, she makes less way, he being devoted to the society of Violet, and being besides of such a careless disposition as prevents his noticing the wants of those around,—which is perhaps another name for selfishness.,"No, no; I think not. Come here, Geoffrey; do. It is the queerest thing,—like a riddle. See!",Whereupon every one thinks he is a bold and daring man thus to risk fortune again.,"Angry? no!" he says, recovering himself, as he notices the penitence on the face upraised to his.,"Then I can only say I pity you," says Miss Mansergh, leaning back in her chair, with the air of one who would say, "Argument here is in vain.".