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"And you really mustn't think us such very big people," says Geoffrey, in a deprecating tone, "because we are any thing but that, and, in fact,"—with a sharp contraction of his brow that betokens inward grief,—"there is rather a cloud over us just now.",THE BUFFALO-PAINTED LODGES,"I know," says Mona, sadly.,"Yes, I dare say," says Lady Rodney, who is now wondering when this high-flown visitor will take her departure.,Then Jack comes in, and Sir Nicholas, and later on Geoffrey.,"Why not? You will go there, perhaps when you are married.","You shall guess," says Mrs. Geoffrey, gayly, with a little laugh. "Now, where do you think?","Oh, poor Nicholas!" says Mona sadly, "and poor little Doatie!","It is worse," says Lady Rodney, in a stifled tone, coming out for a brief instant from behind the deluged handkerchief. "He has married a common farmer's niece!","If there are any," repeats she, unmoved.,"I am afraid you must class me with the ignorant," says Mona, shaking her pretty head. "I know nothing at all about thistles, except that donkeys love them!",Nolly pauses..