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"Through the window. I was passing, and found it open." There is some note in his voice that might well be termed mocking.,He finds Mona on his return sitting on a bank, laughing and trying to recover her breath.,"Oh, I dare say. Yes, sometimes: but—" she hesitates, and this time the expression of her face cannot be misunderstood: dejection betrays itself in every line—"but it is not so with you, is it? No aunt has left you anything?",Mona accepts this excuse for bygone injustice, and even encourages her mother-in-law to enlarge upon it,—seeing how comfortable it is to her so to do,—and furthermore tries hard in her own kind heart to believe in it also.,"What did she say, Mona?" inquired Doatie.,"Of love generally?—no," with a disdainful glance,—"merely of your love of comfort.","Yes; but you have been crying, darling! What has happened?","Is it necessary?" says Geoffrey, very insolently in his turn. "I think not. By the by, is it your usual practice to prowl round people's houses at two o'clock in the morning? I thought all such festive habits were confined to burglars, and blackguards of that order.","Oh, never mind your young and innocent days: we never heard of them," says Dorothy, impatiently. "Do get on to it.","How strange!" says Mona. "But how then did you manage?","Nicholas!" cries his mother, faintly: "this is too much!",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..