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A rush of hope and gladness thrills Mona's bosom at this gentle touch. It is the very first caress she has ever received from one of Geoffrey's friends or relations.,"There is hardly any taste so charming or so engrossing as that for flowers," says Geoffrey, making this trite little speech, that sounds like a copy-book, in his most engaging style. "My mother and cousin do a great deal of that sort of thing when at home.","Poor infant! It is her first essay," says Nolly, pitifully.,"A little bird whispered it to us," explains Geoffrey, lightly. Then, taking pity on Nolly's evident agony, he goes on "that is, you know, we guessed it; you were so long absent, and—and that.",He finds Mona on his return sitting on a bank, laughing and trying to recover her breath.,"I wish you would not talk of being buried," says Mona, with a sob. "There is no comfort in the tomb: there our dust may mingle, but in heaven our souls shall meet, I trust,—I hope.",CHAPTER XIV.,"Are you going no farther?" asks Rodney, hoping sincerely she will say "No." She does say it.,"What has he done?" asks Geoffrey, somewhat bewildered and greatly distressed at her apparent grief.,"Impossible," says Mona.,"Besides, it may be an exaggeration," suggests Geoffrey "he may not be so bad as they say.",Lady Chetwoode looks at her fan and then at Sir Guy. The duchess, with a grave expression, looks at Lady Rodney. Can her old friend have proved herself unkind to this pretty stranger? Can she have already shown symptoms of that tyrannical temper which, according to the duchess, is Lady Rodney's chief bane? She says nothing, however, but, moving her fan with a beckoning gesture, draws her skirts aside, and motions to Mona, to seat herself beside her..