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"He may be, of course," she says. "But I don't like to see a gay child like you sitting still. You should dance everything for the night.","You must understand," she says emphatically, "he did not shoot himself purposely. It was an accident,—a pure accident.","What has Mr. Moore to do with you?" he asks, haughtily. "Who is he, that he should so speak to you?","Well, I suppose I am wrong," says Mona, with a sigh. "Are you very angry with me, Geoff? Would you ever have forgiven me if I had done it?","No, it couldn't be helped," says little Doatie. But their intervention only appears to add fuel to the fire of Lady Rodney's wrath.,"Dorothy and I are quite agreed about Mona," replies he, calmly. "She likes her as much as I do. As to what you say about her encouraging Lauderdale's attentions, it is absurd. No such evil thought could enter her head.",Mona is watching him intently.,"But to find you like this"—begins Mona. And then overcome by grief and agitation, she covers her face with her hands, and bursts into tears.,Together they went from the lodges toward the north. The sun was already hidden behind the nearby hills.,"Sure they all admire me," says Miss Mona, with an exasperating smile, meant to wither.,"What is it you would say?" exclaims Mona, threatingly, turning towards him a lovely face she vainly tries to clothe with anger.,"No?" says Lauderdale, laughing. "But why, then? There is no other Mrs. Rodney, is there?".