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There is no vehement applause as Mona takes her fingers from the keys, but every one says, "Thank you," in a low tone. Geoffrey, going up to her, leans over her chair and whispers, with some agitation,—,With mingled feelings he quits his home, and all the way up to London in the afternoon train weighs with himself the momentous question whether he shall or shall not accept the unwilling invitation to the Towers, wrung from his mother.,"Yes, you do," says Mona, with a little obstinate shake of her head. "You call us dirty, for one thing.","Better not remember it," says Violet, but she smiles as she calls to mind Jack's apt quotation.,"But how did you manage to procure their good graces?","What a shame!" says Mona, angrily. Then she changes her note, and says, with a soft, low, mocking laugh, "How I pity you!","Yes, do, Nolly," says Violet.,"I think you had better come home," says Geoffrey, deeply angered with her. "You must not stay here catching cold.",Paul Rodney, standing where she has left him, watches her retreating figure until it is quite out of sight, and the last gleam of the crimson silk handkerchief is lost in the distance, with a curious expression upon his face. It is an odd mixture of envy, hatred, and admiration. If there is a man on earth he hates with cordial hatred, it is Geoffrey Rodney who at no time has taken the trouble to be even outwardly civil to him. And to think this peerless creature is his wife! For thus he designates Mona,—the Australian being a man who would be almost sure to call the woman he admired a "peerless creature.","Who can it be?" asked the young man. "Who camps there alone, far from friends?",Just at this moment he is coming down through brake and furze, past tangling blackberry-bushes that are throwing out leaves of brilliant crimson and softest yellow, and over rustling leaves, towards the farm that holds his divinity.,"No,"—slowly,—"I do not. If I did, I should not love you as—as I do.".