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"No, indeed," says Mona, laughing. "But it surely wasn't English, was it? That is not the way everybody talks, surely.","Yes—you think; go on," says Rodney, gazing at her attentively.,"What horse are you taking?" asks she, holding him.,"Anywhere you like. I'm sure we deserve some compensation for the awful sermon that curate gave us this morning.",Still she hesitates, and he is not slow to notice the eloquent pause.,I wish you would not take it so absurdly to heart. I haven't married an heiress, I know; but the whole world does not hinge on money.",Geoffrey happening to be present when this flattering remark is made, Violet turns to him and says impulsively,—,"He is," says Dorothy, with growing animation.,Opposite to her is a pig, sitting quite erect, and staring at her blankly, without the slightest regard to etiquette or nice feeling. He is plainly full of anxiety, yet without power to express it, except in so far as his tail may aid him, which is limp and prostrate, its very curl being a thing of the past. If any man has impugned the sagacity of pigs, that man has erred!,And so does Captain Rodney.,She is still wondering vaguely who he can be, when he breaks the silence.,At this Sir Nicholas gives way and laughs out loud, whereon Mona laughs too, though she reddens slightly, and says, "Well, of course the piano will do, though the fiddle is best of all.".