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"The question was strictly in bad taste," says Lady Rodney again. "No well-bred man would ask it. I can hardly believe I know him. He must have been some impossible person.","'Tis the English gintleman, miss,—Misther Rodney. He wants to see ye," says the fair Bridget, putting her head in at the doorway, and speaking in a hushed and subdued tone.,"Are you going no farther?" asks Rodney, hoping sincerely she will say "No." She does say it.,"Who on earth are you speaking to?" says Geoffrey.,A rush of hope and gladness thrills Mona's bosom at this gentle touch. It is the very first caress she has ever received from one of Geoffrey's friends or relations.,"Well, you know that's better than a farmer's common niece," says Jack, consolingly.,"A whole fortnight! And he is as much in love with her as ever! Oh! she can't be half bad," says Captain Rodney, hopefully.,"Yes, let us," says Mona, gayly.,"You have come quite half an hour earlier than we expected you," says Sir Nicholas, looking with fond satisfaction into Miss Darling's eyes. "These trains are very uncertain.","He may not,—there is a faint chance,—but of course the title is gone, as he has proved his birth beyond dispute.","Oh, it wasn't much," says the young man, easily; "and he needn't have cut up so rough about it. I was a failure, of course, but I couldn't help it; and, after all, I had a real good time in spite if everything, and enjoyed myself when there down to the ground.","Of love generally?—no," with a disdainful glance,—"merely of your love of comfort.".