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Naturally an early riser, Mona slips noiselessly from her bed, lest she shall wake Geoffrey,—who is still sleeping the sleep of the just,—and, going into his dressing-room, jumps into his bath, leaving hers for him.,As they enter, mirth ceases. A remarkable silence falls upon the group. Everybody looks at anything but Violet and her companion.,"Do not be afraid," said Kŭt-o-yĭs´.,At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep.,"Do not come any nearer," he says, hastily, "I can tell it all to you better, more easily, when I cannot see you.",It was the law that the building of the Medicine Lodge must always be pledged by a good woman. If a woman had a son or a husband away at war and feared that he was in danger, or if she had a child that was sick and might die, she might pray for the safety of the one she loved, and promise that if he returned or recovered she would build a Medicine Lodge. This pledge was made in a loud voice, publicly, in open air, so that all might know the promise had been made.,"Don't ask me to flatter you. You will get plenty to do that by and by," says Geoffrey, rather jealously, rather bitterly.,It was all terrible,—this young man coming and the thought that, no matter how they might try to disbelieve in his story, still it might be true.,"Then that villain, that scoundrel, has it now in his possession," he says, quickly. "If I go after him, even yet I may come up with him before he reaches his home, and compel him to give it up.","And the child,—Miss Mona?" asks Geoffrey.,Mona, rising, pushes Violet gently into her own chair, a little black-and-gold wicker thing, gaudily cushioned.,"Yes I have: aunty gave me hers when I was leaving town. It was no use to her and I loved it. I was at school in Portarlington for nearly three years, and when I came back from it I didn't care for Anastasia's friends, and found my only comfort in my music. I am telling you everything am I not," with a wistful smile, "and perhaps I weary you?".