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"I never saw the easy-chair I could compare with this," he says, as though to himself, his voice full of truth.,The moon has gone behind a cloud, the road is almost wrapped in complete gloom, when a voice, coming from apparently nowhere, startles them, and brings them back from visions of impossible bliss to the present very possible world.,"What does he say about the moon?" asks Mona, still with her knees in her embrace, and without lifting her eyes from the quiet waters down below.,"But your uncle's death made it all right, didn't it?","So I can," says Geoffrey. Then, not for any special reason, but because, through very love of her, he is always looking at her, he turns his eyes on Mona. She is standing by the table, with her head bent down.,"I hardly like to ask her to do it," says the young man, divided between an overpowering desire to be made "comfortable," as she has expressed it, and a chivalrous fear that the sight of the nasty though harmless flesh-wound will cause her some distress. "Perhaps it will make you unhappy,—may shock you," he says to her, with some anxiety.,"I haven't," says Geoffrey.,,"Or like the 'sweet little cherub that sits up aloft.' There is something cherubic about you, do you know Nolly, when one comes to think of it. But finish your tale.","It is like a fairy-tale," says Violet, with unwonted excitement. "Oh, Mona, tell us how you managed it.","Misfortunes seem to crowd upon us," says Lady Rodney, bitterly.,"If it was a political quip," says Violet, "I shouldn't care about it.".