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Soon the young woman came back and said to her husband, "It is a girl baby. You are to have another wife.",He is plainly surprised. He is indeed glad. His face changes, as if by magic, from sullen gloom to pleasurable anticipation.,"Malcolm, who was that lovely creature you were talking to just now?" asks his mother, as Lauderdale draws near her.,Some time elapses before he speaks again, and Mona is almost hoping he may have fallen into a quiet slumber, when he opens his eyes and says, regretfully,—,"No?" raising an innocent face. "To much trouble, you think, perhaps. But, bless you, Geoffrey wouldn't mind that, so long as he was giving me pleasure." At which answer the duchess is very properly ashamed of both her self and her speech.,"If it was a political quip," says Violet, "I shouldn't care about it.","He has," says the duke. "But he has his reward, you know: nobody likes him. By the by, what horrid bad times they are having in your land!—ricks of hay burning nightly, cattle killed, everybody boycotted, and small children speared!",She pauses, catching her breath with a little sob.,"For the future your services will not be required here. Your new master, Mr. Paul Rodney, whom you have chosen to obey in preference to those in whose employ you have been, will give you your commands from this day. Go to him, and after this try to be faithful.",Then Mona, opening the door indicated to her by the doctor, goes into the chamber beyond, and is lost to their view for some time.,The young man replied, "I am mourning day and night, crying all the while. My little son, who is the only one left me, also mourns.","Spring comes slowly up this way".