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"I hardly think I follow you," says Geoffrey, in a frozen tone. "In regard to what would you wish your servants deceived?","Ah! that is because you are a man, and because you love me," says this astute reader of humanity. "But women are so different. Suppose—suppose she never gets to like me?","No; very near you,—nearer than you think," says Mona, quick to notice any variation in his tone, awaking from her reverie with a start, and laying one of her hands over his. "Geoffrey," earnestly, "what is the exact meaning of the word 'scheme'? Would an honest man (surely he would not) talk of scheming?" Which absurd question only shows how unlearned she yet is in the great lessons of life.,"Well, really, now you say it," says Geoffrey, as though suddenly struck with a satisfactory idea, "it is uncommonly like Nolly's tale: when you come to compare one with the other they sound almost similar.","I'm here," she cries, in the glad happy tones that have been ringing their changes in his heart all day.,"I won't, then. Sure you can live alone with yourself for one minute," returns she, in very fine Irish; and, with a parting smile, sweet as nectar and far more dangerous, she goes.,"Yet, in spite of what you say, you turn from me, you despise me," exclaims he, with some growing excitement.,Her confusion, however, and the fact that no one else is near, betrays the secret she fain would hide.,"Thanks. I'll put it off for a night or two," says Nolly, sleepily.,"Some other day you can do that. Now go," says Mona, imperiously, waving her hand.,"'Him'?—whom?"—demands her husband, with pardonable vivacity.,"I am sure I should not," says Rodney..