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For many days he had not known "that his heart was darkened with her shadow." Only yesterday he might perhaps have denied his love for her, so strange, so uncertain, so undreamt of, is the dawning of a first great attachment. One looks upon the object that attracts, and finds the deepest joy in looking, yet hardly realizes the great truth that she has become part of one's being, not to be eradicated until death or change come to the rescue.,"I don't mean that; but how could you look?","No, she didn't," interposes he, lightly. "She never funked it for a moment: she's got any amount of pluck. He didn't exactly press it against her forehead, you know; but," airily, "it is all the same thing.","Why, you never even saw him," says Mona, opening her eyes.,"Will it?" says Geoffrey, oddly.,"But why?" asks Mona, in amaze. "Didn't he wear one?",There is a strange hush and silence everywhere. The very clouds are motionless in their distant homes.,"Let us kill our husband," said the other: "then we can go back to our relations and have a good time.","No, no; I think not. Come here, Geoffrey; do. It is the queerest thing,—like a riddle. See!",A pause. Mona mechanically but absently goes on with her work, avoiding all interchange of glances with her deceitful lover. The deceitful lover is plainly meditating a fresh attack. Presently he overturns an empty churn and seats himself on the top of it in a dejected fashion.,At this point, Geoffrey—who has been hunting all the morning—enters the room with Captain Rodney.,His eyes, black and faintly savage, seem to burn into hers..