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"It is too late," says Lady Rodney, in a stifled tone. "I have said so many things about you, that—that——","I shall go," he says, doggedly, as though divining her secret wish.,"Don't you think, sir, you would like to get ready for dinner?" says Geoffrey, with mock severity. "You can continue your attentions to my wife later on,—at your peril.","Perhaps it will all come right at last. Oh! if some kind good fairy would but come to our aid and help us to confound our enemies!","Yes; the one with the brown feather," returns Mona, quickly, and with a smile radiant and grateful, that sinks into Violet's heart and rests there.,"'Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee,'" replies he, quite as softly.,Meantime, Violet is having rather a bad time in the boudoir. Lady Rodney refuses to see light anywhere, and talks on in a disjointed fashion about this disgrace that has befallen the family.,"Are you going no farther?" asks Rodney, hoping sincerely she will say "No." She does say it.,Carthy, having by this time freed himself from Mona's detaining grasp,—who, seeing the turn affairs have taken, has clung to him with all her strength, and so hampered his efforts to go to his companion's assistance,—comes to the front.,"A little, now it is all over. Yet I must make great haste homeward. Uncle Brian will be uneasy about me if he discovers my absence, though he knew I was going to the Bay. Come, we must hurry.","Why, you never even saw him," says Mona, opening her eyes.,But there is yet another introduction to be gone through. From the doorway Violet Mansergh comes up to Geoffrey clad in some soft pale shimmering stuff, and holds out to him her hand..