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"How pretty that is! Yet I should like you to see me, if only for once, as you have seen others," says Mona.,"Name it!" exclaims she, seeing he still hesitates.,"I do know," says Mona. "First, because I would have you weigh everything carefully, and——","But she will be living only six miles from you, and the county will surely call, and that will not be nice for you," says Violet.,"Look at him, under that fern there!" exclaims Mona, in her clear treble, that has always something sweet and plaintive in it. "On your right—no! not on your left. Sure you know your right, don't you?" with a full, but unconscious, touch of scorn. "Hurry! hurry! or he will be gone again. Was there ever such a hateful bird! With his good food in the yard, and his warm house, and his mother crying for him! Ah! there you have him! No!—yes! no! He is gone again!","I didn't make up the mare, miss, before comin' out wid ye," he says, mildly, telling this lie without a blush.,At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep.,"You condemn me without a hearing, swayed by the influence of a carefully educated dislike," retorts he:,"Yes. But I shall never see them.",She turns slowly, and finds her fellow-pedestrian is a young man clad in a suit of very impossible tweed: she blushes hotly, not because he is a young man, but because she has no hat on her head, having covered her somewhat riotous hair with a crimson silk handkerchief she had found in Geoffrey's room, just before starting. It covers her head completely, and is tied under the chin Connemara fashion, letting only a few little love-locks be seen, that roam across her forehead, in spite of all injunctions to the contrary.,"But, as I said to Lady Rodney, suppose I haven't a headache," retorts Mona, triumphantly.,"Pigs!" repeats Lady Lilias, plainly taken aback..