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He has so far recovered his courage that he has taken her hand, and is now holding it in a close grasp; and Mona, though a little frown still lingers on her low, broad forehead, lets her hand so lie without a censure.,"How you were all laughing when we came in!" says Violet, presently: "we could hear you all along the corridor. What was it about?","Well, do not preach such doctrine to Geoffrey," she says, with repentance mixed with pathos.,That is the part you mean, is it not? I know all that poem very nearly by heart.",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.,"But you have interested me," says Geoffrey, seating himself on the broad sill of the window, as though preparing for a long dissertation on matters still unknown. "Pray tell me how your brother and his lovely wife—who evidently was as wise and true as she was lovely—got on.",This is hardly complimentary, but Geoffrey passes it over.,"I shall make myself plainer. What servant did you bribe to leave the window open for you at this hour?",He handles the gun again menacingly. Mona, though still apparently calm, whitens perceptibly beneath the cold penetrating rays of the "pale-faced moon" that up above in "heaven's ebon vault, studded with stars unutterably bright," looks down upon her perhaps with love and pity.,"But, as I said to Lady Rodney, suppose I haven't a headache," retorts Mona, triumphantly.,"Where can Mona be?" says Doatie, suddenly.,At his touch, at his glance, the first sense of comfort Mona has felt since her entry into the room falls upon her. This man, at least, is surely of the same kith and kin as Geoffrey, and to him her heart opens gladly, gratefully..