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Still evening on, and twilight gray,"'I feel that I am happier than I know,'" quotes he, softly, folding her closely to his heart.,He handles the gun again menacingly. Mona, though still apparently calm, whitens perceptibly beneath the cold penetrating rays of the "pale-faced moon" that up above in "heaven's ebon vault, studded with stars unutterably bright," looks down upon her perhaps with love and pity.,At this they both laugh heartily, and Mona returns no more to the lachrymose mood that has possessed her for the last five minutes.,"As you have refused to explain your presence here to me, you shall remain where you now are until help arrives," says Mona, with evident determination.,"That? Oh, that was the bride, Mrs. Rodney," replies he. "She is lovely, if you like.","Most fortunate," says Rodney, with deep gravity. "I consider I have been the means of preventing a public calamity. Why, that bird might have haunted us later on.","You are sure?"—doubtfully.,"On no account quarrel with Lady Rodney. Bear for the next few weeks (they will quickly pass) anything she may say, rather than create a breach between mother and son. You hear me, Mona?",The young man answered, "I am mourning for my wife. She died some time ago. I am looking for her.","Say so, if you do: it will be honester. If you don't," threateningly, "I shall of course think the contrary.","I don't know, sir. I never was abroad before, an' I'm dead bate now, an' the bag's like lead.".