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CHAPTER VIII.,Violet, rising, flings from her the work she has been amusing herself with, and, with a gesture of impatience very foreign to her usual reserve goes up to Mona, and, slipping her arm round her, takes her quietly out of the room.,Next morning the wife and the little boy went out to dig roots, and the woman took the root digger with her, while the dog followed the little boy.,"Is she—is she noisy?" she asks, in a faltering tone.,Scarce more than silence is, and yet a sound.,"Time, as he passes us, has a dove's wing,,"Where are you going—far from the camp?" asked the old woman.,"And an unhallowed grave, too. And so you really felt miserable when angry with me? How do you feel now?" She is looking up at him, with love and content and an adorable touch of coquetry in her pretty face.,"Why should you bear malice to any one?" says Mona uneasily.,"If he claims my wife for another dance, I'll——" begins Geoffrey.,"Stuff!" says Mr. Rodney; "that is only piling Ossa upon Pelion: it will bring you no nearer the clouds. Say you will go back to the old arrangement and marry me next month, or at least the month after.","Dear Lady Rodney, I shouldn't take that so much to heart," says Violet, gently leaning over her. "Quite good people are Catholics now, you know. It is, indeed, the fashionable religion, and rather a nice one when you come to think of it.".