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"I do adore somebody," returns that ingenuous youth, staring openly at Mona, who is taking up the last stitch dropped by Lady Rodney in the little scarlet silk sock she is knitting for Phyllis Carrington's boy.,"But you mustn't go without having a cup of tea and a bite to eat," she protested. "Please sit down and I'll have it ready in a minute.","You shall have it, sir--at the trial.",Though these and similar remarks seemed rather personal no resentment was felt by anybody.,"Don't ask me. Uncle Jen; I can't answer you yet.",A choking gall, and a preserving sweet?",He follows her, full of remorse and contrition. Her glance, even more than her words, has covered him with shame, and cured him of his want of generosity.,He also broke off pieces of stone, and fixed them in a handle, and told them that when they killed the buffalo they should cut up the flesh with these stone knives.,"I'm off, miss," says the miscreant, and, true to his word, darts through the hedge again like a shaft from a bow, and, scurrying through the fields, is soon lost to sight.,"I guessed as much," said Jen, grimly. "And who drugged you?",This is a thunderbolt. They all start guiltily, and regard Mona with wonder. What is she going to say next?,The kettle which had been boiling itself hoarse for the last hour, was now called into requisition..