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Doatie and Geoffrey have walked to a distant slit. Nolly is gazing vacantly through another, trying feebly to discern the landscape beyond. Lady Rodney is on thorns. They are all listening to what Mona is going to say next.,Geoffrey says nothing. But Sir Nicholas, as though impulsively, says,—,"I feel no pain," returns he, gallantly.,"Better give up the Irish plan, dear, and come with Nichols and me to the Nugents. They are easy-going people, and will suit you.","Nicholas, what is the meaning of this?" says Geoffrey, a few moments later, coming up with a darkening brow to where Nicholas is leaning against a wall. "What has possessed Mona to give that fellow a dance? She must be mad, or ignorant, or forgetful of everything. She was with you: why did you not prevent it?","Throw them away," said his father; "throw them both away. That is not a root digger; that is not a dog.","A simple one.",At this Mona, being a creature of impulse, grows once more pale and troubled.,"It is exactly what I expect to hear next," says Geoff's mother, with the calmness of despair.,"Oh! it isn't here! He has stolen it!" cries she, as one who can admit of no comfort. "And I felt so sure I should find it myself. That was what he was doing when I came into the room. Ah, Geoffrey, sure you didn't malign him when you called him a thief.",Each moment of delay only helps to increase her nervous excitement.,"It is here," says Mona, rather pleased at his remembering this promise of hers, and, going to a desk, proceeds to open a secret drawer, in which lies the picture in question..