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He smiles, and, turning, kneels before her in mock humility that savors of very real homage. Taking her hand, he presses it to his lips.,"Her angel's face,"Bless me!" says Geoffrey; "what an appalling thought! it makes me feel faint.","My dear mother," says Geoffrey, coming back to the firelight, "what you would insinuate is too ridiculous to be taken any notice of." Every particle of his former passion has died from his voice, and he is now quite calm, nay cheerful.,Of course this was on the day after their return to England, before his own people knew of their arrival.,"Are you going no farther?" asks Rodney, hoping sincerely she will say "No." She does say it.,"Very self-denying of him, indeed," says Geoffrey, with a slight sneer, and a sigh of relief.,"Hate you!" replies he, with a smile of ineffable fondness, "my preserver and my love!",He handles the gun again menacingly. Mona, though still apparently calm, whitens perceptibly beneath the cold penetrating rays of the "pale-faced moon" that up above in "heaven's ebon vault, studded with stars unutterably bright," looks down upon her perhaps with love and pity.,As Mona advances to his side, through the gathering gloom of fast approaching night, pale almost as he is, and trembling in every limb, this miserable anxiety dies out of his face, leaving behind it a rest and peace unutterable.,"You've been reading novels," says Rodney, contemptuously.,Standing with his back to her (being unaware of her entrance), looking at the wall with the smaller panels that had so attracted him the night of the dance, is Paul Rodney!.