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"I would, of course, with pleasure," stammers the unfortunate Nolly,—"only perhaps Violet heard it before!",The stranger is advancing slowly: he is swarthy, and certainly not prepossessing. His hair is of that shade and texture that suggests unpleasantly the negro. His lips are a trifle thick, his eyes like sloes. There is, too, an expression of low cunning in these latter features that breeds disgust in the beholder.,CHAPTER XX.,"No," says the boy valiantly; but he looks hungry, and Geoffrey's heart smites him, the more in that he himself is starving likewise.,"Yes, but we are all so different from the English. We have no pretty fair hair in Ireland, or at least very little of it.",To Geoffrey perhaps the coming ordeal bears a deeper shade; as Mona hardly understands all that awaits her. That Lady Rodney is a little displeased at her son's marriage she can readily believe, but that she has made up her mind beforehand to dislike her, and intends waging with her war to the knife, is more than has ever entered into her gentle mind.,Lady Rodney shudders.,When she is gone, Geoffrey walks impatiently up and down the small hall, conflicting emotions robbing him of the serenity that usually attends his footsteps. He is happy, yet full of a secret gnawing uneasiness that weighs upon him daily, hourly. Near Mona—when in her presence—a gladness that amounts almost to perfect happiness is his; apart from her is unrest. Love, although he is but just awakening to the fact, has laid his chubby hands upon him, and now holds him in thrall; so that no longer for him is that most desirable thing content,—which means indifference. Rather is he melancholy now and then, and inclined to look on life apart from Mona as a doubtful good.,"Some of them; not all. I know a considerable few who dress so little that they might as well leave it alone.","But you were not afraid to dance with Lauderdale, my son?" says the duchess, looking at her.,"I sha'n't want to see them, perhaps," says Mona, apologetically, "but how shall I avoid it?",To him, however, all is different; and the hour is fraught with a tremulous joy, and with a vague sweet longing that means love as yet untold..