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"Don't be long," he says, impulsively, as she disappears down a passage.,"How did it happen?" she asks, presently.,"And the child,—Miss Mona?" asks Geoffrey.,"Well, just one moment," says Geoffrey, detaining her, "let us finish what we were saying. Would you rather go to the East or to Rome?","I will do as you ask," she says, wondering when the interview will come to an end.,"I want you to see my own work," she says, going up markedly to Mona. "I am glad my garden has pleased you. I could see by your eyes how well you appreciated it. To see the beautiful in everything, that is the only true religion." She smiles her careful absent smile again as she says this, and gazes earnestly at Mona. Perhaps, being true to her religion, she is noting "the beautiful" in her Irish guest.,"You have grounds for saying so, of course?","But, my dearest, why? There is not the slightest danger now, and my horse is a good one, and I sha'n't be any time getting——",There is admiration blended with relief in her tone, and Geoffrey begins to feel like a hero of Waterloo.,They have entered the cottage by this time, and are standing in the tiny hall.,"Wait till you see her," says Geoffrey, after a little pause, with full faith in his own recipe.,Of course everybody that is anybody has called on the new Mrs. Rodney. The Duchess of Lauderdale who is an old friend of Lady Rodney's, and who is spending the winter at her country house to please her son the young duke, who is entertaining a houseful of friends, is almost the first to come. And Lady Lillias Eaton, the serious and earnest-minded young æsthetic,—than whom nothing can be more coldly and artistically correct according to her own school,—is perhaps the second: but to both, unfortunately, Mona is "not at home.".