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She says this in such perfect good faith that Mr. Rodney roars with laughter.,Has in her sober livery all things clad.,"I should think it a long journey," says Mona, shaking her head.,Yet Nature, sooner or later, must assert itself; and after a day or two a ringing laugh breaks from her, or a merry jest, that does Geoffrey's heart good, and brings an answering laugh and jest to the lips of her new brothers.,Now he takes advantage of this general permission, and closes them with a soft caress.,'Meanwhile, apart, in the twilight gloom of a window's embrasure,"Do you really?" asks Mona, earnestly.,"This much," says Rodney, laughing again: "I am going to marry her, with her leave.",Which ever is transformed, yet still the same,,"I was in your country, the other day," he says, pushing Mona's skirts a little to one side, and sinking on to the ottoman she has chosen as her own resting-place. "And a very nice country it is.","Let there be no talk of forgiveness between you and me," says Mona, very sweetly, after which Lady Rodney fairly gives way, and placing her arms round the kneeling girl, draws her to her bosom and kisses her tenderly.,"You, Ryan?" says Mona, with an attempt at unconcern, but her tone is absolutely frozen with fear..