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"Well, I can't, you know," with a sigh. "But no matter: you will enjoy the scenery even more by yourself.","No, it is nothing. It will be over in a moment," gasps he. "Give me some brandy, and help me to cheat Death of his prey for a little time, if it be possible.","Forgive me, Mona," he says, with deep entreaty. "I confess my fault. How could I speak to you as I did! I implore your pardon. Great sinner as I am, surely I shall not knock for forgiveness at your sweet heart in vain!",Once there she has to go with him down the narrow woodland path, there being no other, and so paces on, silently, and sorely against her will.,For of the soule the bodie forme doth take,,"I think somebody might introduce me," says a plaintive voice from the background, and Dorothy's brother, putting Dorothy a little to one side, holds out his hand to Mona. "How d'ye do, Mrs. Rodney?" he says, pleasantly. "There's a dearth of etiquette about your husband that no doubt you have discovered before this. He has evidently forgotten that we are comparative strangers; but we sha'n't be long so, I hope?","Is she by herself? Is there nobody living with her?" asks Mona, somewhat nervously.,"You may bet anything you like on that," says Geoffrey, cheerfully. "She cares for me just about as much as I care for her,—which means exactly nothing.","Do you know," he says, slowly, staring at her the while, "you are the most beautiful woman I ever saw?",He knows her sufficiently well to refrain from further expostulation, and just accompanies her silently along the lonely road.,This is half a question; and Geoffrey, answering it from his heart, sinks even deeper into the mire.,CHAPTER II..