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To her it is an awful moment. Never before has she stood face to face with dissolution, to wait for the snapping of the chain,—the breaking of the bowl. "Neither the sun nor death," says La Rochefoucauld, "can be looked at steadily;" and now "Death's thousand doors stand open" to receive this man that but an hour agone was full of life as she is now. His pulses throbbed, his blood coursed lightly through his veins, the grave seemed a far-off destination; yet here he lies, smitten to the earth, beaten down and trodden under, with nothing further to anticipate but the last change of all.,"But why?" says Mona.,The ghost asked him to come into his lodge, and he entered.,But Mr. Rodney is determined to "have it out with her," as he himself would say, before consenting to fade away out of her sight.,CHAPTER XXX.,Paul turns his head, and as he sees Geoffrey a quick spasm that betrays fear crosses his face.,There is a faint pause,—so faint that Lady Rodney is unable to edge in the saving clause she would fain have uttered. Lady Lilias, recovering with wonderful spirit from so severe a blow, comes once more boldly to the front. She taps her white taper fingers lightly on the table near her, and says, apologetically,—the apology being meant for herself,—,"What! kiss the Australian? I'd see him—very well—that is—ahem! I certainly would not, you know," says Mr. Rodney.,Of life, or living creature,,"No, no," she answered, trying to pull herself away.,Then Mona goes on quietly,—,"You seem to take my success in this case as a certainty," he says, with a frown. "I may fail.".