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"Yes, of course," she says, dejectedly. A cloud seems to have fallen upon her happy hour. "When did you hear that—that last singer?" she asks, in a subdued voice.,"Well; there isn't much, is there?" says Mona, pleasantly.,"No," he replied, "I am in a hurry; I cannot stop.","Are you a man, to make me such a speech?" she says, passionately, fixing her eyes upon him with withering contempt.,CHAPTER XXXV.,"I bear you no illwill; you mistake me," says Mona, quietly: "I am only sorry for Nicholas, because I do love him.",Her hair is falling like a veil all round her; through it she looks out at Rodney with eyes frightened and imploring.,"Come," he said, taking hold of her arm.,"I parted the leaves of the laurel with cautious hand and looked down. At my very feet were Jack and Violet, and"—mysteriously—"she was pinning a flower into his coat!","We are not so altogether murderous as you seem to think," says Mona, half apologetically.,"Tell me why you hesitated in your speech a while ago. Talking of Rodney's giving you the will, you said he offered to give it you if—if——What did the 'if' mean?","I admit all that. But how can they help it, when they have no money and when there are always the dear children? I dare say we are dirty, but so are other nations, and no one sneers at them as they sneer at us. Are we dirtier than the canny Scots on whom your queen bestows so much of her society? Tell me that!".