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"I hope she isn't in love with you," she says, slowly.,At this he would have drawn her into his arms, hoping her gayety may mean forgiveness and free absolution for all things said and done the day before; but she recoils from him.,"Worse!" repeats his mother, in a withering tone. In this mood she is not nice, and a very little of her suffices.,"Oh, Mona, if you could only know how wretched I was all last night," he says; "I never put in such a bad time in my life.","You aren't angry, are you?" says Mona, now really contrite. "I couldn't help it, and it was like it, you know.","Ay, it looks pretty and gives the child something to do." There is a regretful ring in his tone that induces Geoffrey to ask the next question.,Mona grows livid, and takes a step forward.,"What are you doing?" asks Geoffrey, presently, when they have returned to everyday life.,"What greedy little things!" cries she aloud, with the merriest laugh in the world. "Sure you can't eat more than enough, can you? an' do your best! Oh, Brownie," reproachfully, "what a selfish bird you are!",Rodney's breath is coming more quickly, and he is conscious of a desire to stop and pull himself together—if only for a minute—before bracing himself for a second effort. But to Mona, with her fresh and perfect health, and lithe and lissom body, and all the rich young blood that surges upward in her veins, excitement serves but to make her more elastic; and with her mind strung to its highest pitch, and her hot Irish blood aflame, she runs easily onward, until at length the road is reached that is her goal.,"Why, what is this?" she says, a moment later; "and what a curious hand! Not a gentleman's surely.",She is plainly very much in earnest, and has fixed her large expressive eyes—lovely as loving—with calm expectancy upon the duchess. She has altogether forgotten that she is a duchess (perhaps, indeed, has never quite grasped the fact), and that she is an imposing and portly person not accustomed to exercise of any description..