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"I was hateful to you just now, and most unjust.","Go," she says, again, entreatingly, still with her hand on Geoffrey's breast, as though to keep him back, but with her eyes on Paul.,And so they are married, and last words are spoken, and adieux said, and sad tears fall, and for many days her own land knows Mona no more.,"Oh, yes, lots of 'em," says Mr. Darling, who has come suddenly up beside them: "for instance, I don't believe I ever said it in all my life, either to myself or to any one else. Are you engaged, Mrs. Geoffrey? And if not, may I have this dance?",Mona, horror-stricken, goes quickly over to her, and touches her lightly on the shoulder.,CHAPTER XXI.,"Nearly all the Irish farmers are," returns Miss Mansergh, reluctantly. "When I stay with Uncle Wilfrid in Westmeath, I see them all going to mass every Sunday morning. Of course"—kindly—"there are a few Protestants, but they are very few.","Snowdrops,—and so soon," she says, going up to Lady Lilias, and looking quite happy over her discovery. "We have none yet at the Towers.","Why, indeed, unless you wished to possess yourself of something in the old room?",She covers her eyes with her hands, and tries vainly to decide on what is best for her to do. In all the books she has ever read the young woman placed in her position would not have hesitated at all. As if reared to the situation, she would have thrown up her head, and breathing defiance upon the tempter, would have murmured to the sympathetic air, "Honor above everything," and so, full of dignity, would have moved away from her discomfited companion, her nose high in the air. She would think it a righteous thing that all the world should suffer rather than one tarnish, however slight, should sully the brightness of her fame.,"I am a stranger; I know nothing," she says again, hardly knowing what to say, and moving a little as though she would depart.,"You used to be tremendous friends there at one time," says Geoffrey; "never out of the house.".