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"What are you thinking of?" asks Mona, softly, breaking in upon his soliloquy.,"Not until you tell me what made you cry.","I do not wish to lay claim to anything," says Mona, throwing up her head with a little proud gesture,—"least of all to what does not by right belong to me. To be Mrs. Geoffrey is all I ask.","If you have Jenkins on your side you are pretty safe," says Geoffrey. "My mother is more afraid of Jenkins than you would be of a land-leaguer. Well, good-by again. I must be off.",At this voice every one starts! Mona, slipping her hand into Geoffrey's, draws him to one side; Lady Rodney rises from her sofa, and Sir Nicholas goes eagerly towards the door.,"You have said too much already, and there sha'n't be an end of it, as you declared just now," protests Doatie, vehemently, who declines to be comforted just yet, and is perhaps finding some sorrowful enjoyment in the situation. "I'll take very good care there sha'n't! And I won't let you give me up. I don't care how poor you are. And I must say I think it is very rude and heartless of you, Nicholas, to want to hand me over to 'some other man,' as if I was a book or a parcel! 'Some other man,' indeed!" winds up Miss Darling, with a final sob and a heavy increase of righteous wrath.,"Well, we thought you would know," says Lady Rodney, speaking for the first time.,"Well; there isn't much, is there?" says Mona, pleasantly.,"You were right," said the young man. "This is surely the person who has hidden the buffalo.",It is Paul Rodney.,"I shall,—when death claims me," replies he.,"We are not so altogether murderous as you seem to think," says Mona, half apologetically..