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He has stooped very much over indeed. His hand is on the fern; he has safely carefully extracted it, roots and all (one would think I was speaking of a tooth! but this is by the way), from its native home, when cr-r-k goes something; the branch on which he rests betrays him, and smashing hurls him head downwards into the swift but shallow stream below.,"Much better do that"—gloomily—"than marry me Nothing comes of unequal marriages but worry, and despair, and misery, and death," says Mona, in a fearful tone, emphasizing each prophetic word with a dismal nod.,"If we hurry we must meet his car there, and can send him back into Bantry, and so save him.",Her hair is falling like a veil all round her; through it she looks out at Rodney with eyes frightened and imploring.,"No, no," she answered, trying to pull herself away.,"Nicholas!" cries his mother, faintly: "this is too much!",Lady Rodney is somewhat shocked, at this view of the case.,"'I feel that I am happier than I know,'" quotes he, softly, folding her closely to his heart.,"It is very hard on Sir Nicholas," says Mona, who would not call him "Nick" now for the world.,At this his dark face flames, and his eyes instinctively, yet almost against his will, seek hers.,Another pause, longer than the last.,At this moment Geoffrey comes into the room and up to Mona. He takes no notice whatever of her companion, "Mona, will you come and sing us something?" he says, as naturally as though the room is empty. "Nolly has been telling the duchess about your voice, and she wants to hear you. Anything simple, darling,"—seeing she looks a little distressed at the idea: "you sing that sort of thing best.".