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"We are invited," said the chief Wolf to his new friend, and together they went to the lodge from which the call came.,"I don't think ye have any call to say that to us, Miss Mona. 'Tisn't fair like, when ye know in yer own heart that we love the very sight of ye, and the laste sound of yer voice!","And have you walked from Coolnagurtheen this morning? Why, it is eight miles from this," says she, taking no notice of his last speech. "You could have had no breakfast!",This is a betise of the first water. And Lady Rodney, who can hear—and is listening to—every word, almost groans aloud.,"It is a very late hour for any one to be on the public road," says Lady Rodney, unpleasantly, quite forgetting that people, as a rule, do not go abroad in pale-blue satin gowns, and that therefore some time must have elapsed between Mona's return from her walk and the donning of her present attire. And so she overreaches herself, as clever people will do, at times.,He finds Mona on his return sitting on a bank, laughing and trying to recover her breath.,But Mickey is not to be outdone. "An' there's the pigs, miss," he begins again, presently.,"Is she also to learn that you are at liberty to lecture your own mother?" asks Lady Rodney, pale with anger.,Two tears gather, and roll slowly down Mona's white cheeks. And then somehow her thoughts wander back to the old farmhouse at the side of the hill, with the spreading trees behind it, and to the sanded floor and the cool dairy, and the warmth of the love that abounded there, and the uncle, who, if rough, was at least ready to believe her latest action—whatever it might be—only one degree more perfect than the one that went before it.,His voice breaks: with a groan he sinks back again upon his pillow.,"Is it murder you want to see?" asks she slowly, in a horrified tone. "Go home, Paddy. Go home to your mother." Then, changing her censuring manner to one of entreaty, she says, softly, "Go, because I ask you.",To which she answers, "No. How should I? But tell me.".