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"Because you were at home," replies Mona, quietly, though in deep distress.,This is "sarkassum;" but Mona comprehends it not.,"But why?" persists he.,In manner he is somewhat indolent, silent, perhaps lazy. But there is about him a subtle charm that endears him to all who know him. Perhaps it is his innate horror of offending the feelings of any one, be he great or small, and perhaps it is his inborn knowledge of humanity, and the power he possesses (with most other sensitive people) of being able to read the thoughts of those with whom he comes in contact, that enables him to avoid all such offence. Perhaps it is his honesty, and straightforwardness, and general, if inactive, kindliness of disposition.,THE BUFFALO-PAINTED LODGES,The dhudheen is an institution, no doubt, but the owner of it, as a rule, is not to be found seated on a five-barred gate, with a shamrock pinned in his hat and a straw in his mouth, singing "Rory O'More" or "Paddy O'Rafferty," as the case may be. On the contrary, poor soul, he is found by Geoffrey either digging up his potatoes or stocking his turf for winter use.,Mona, drawing a chair to the panelled wall, steps up on it, and, pressing her finger on the seventh panel, it slowly rolls back, betraying the vacuum behind.,"What a lovely necklace you are wearing!","I'm sure I don't wonder," says Geoffrey, very humbly. "I beg your pardon a thousand times; and—good-by, Miss Mona.",He lowers the weapon at her command, but says nothing. Indeed, what is there to say?,At this appalling speech Geoffrey's calculations fall through, and he gives himself up to undisguised mirth.,"I tell you I have not," says Geoffrey. "Nothing of the sort. You are wool-gathering.".