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"So Mr. Moore says," returns she, smiling.,The momentous Friday comes at last, and about noon Mona and Geoffrey start for the Towers. They are not, perhaps, in the exuberant spirits that should be theirs, considering they are going to spend their Christmas in the bosom of their family,—at all events, of Geoffrey's family which naturally for the future she must acknowledge as hers. They are indeed not only silent, but desponding, and as they get out of the train at Greatham and enter the carriage sent by Sir Nicholas to meet them their hearts sink nearly into their boots, and for several minutes no words pass between them.,"Hear me," he says, passionately: "if I am worsted in this fight—and I see no ray of hope anywhere—I am a ruined man. I shall then have literally only five hundred a year that I can call my own. No home; no title. And such an income as that, to people bred as you and I have been, means simply penury. All must be at an end between us, Dorothy. We must try to forget that we have ever been more than ordinary friends.",CHAPTER VI.,Fisher said to him, "I have been waiting a long time, and I was afraid that something bad had happened to you.",At this they both laugh heartily, and Mona returns no more to the lachrymose mood that has possessed her for the last five minutes.,I forget if I described it before, but it is a room quite perfect in every respect, a beautiful room, oak-panelled from floor to ceiling, with this peculiarity about it, that whereas three of the walls have their panels quite long, without a break from top to bottom, the fourth—that is, the one in which the fireplace has been inserted—has the panels of a smaller size, cut up into pieces from about one foot broad to two feet long.,The woman went on and got the water, and when she came back she took the stone and gave it to her husband, telling him about the song and what the stone had said.,"From the Louvre. They are in Paris.","And I feel just as if he had gone quietly to bed," says,"You did not mean it, Mona, did you? You are content here with me?—you have no regret?",Still no answer..