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"Well, you know that's better than a farmer's common niece," says Jack, consolingly.,'Silently, one by one, in the infinite meadows of heaven,,Then, after a pause, "Where will they bury me?" he asks, suddenly. "Do you think they will put me in the family vault?" He seems to feel some anxiety on this point.,because your part of it takes care to make itself heard.","How tender! how touching!" she says, with a pensive smile, raising her luminous eyes to Geoffrey: whether it is the snail, or the leaf, or the slime, that is tender and touching, nobody knows; and nobody dares ask, lest he shall betray his ignorance. Nolly, I regret to say, gives way to emotion of a frivolous kind, and to cover it blows his nose sonorously. Whereupon Geoffrey, who is super-naturally grave, asks Lady Lilias if she will walk with him as far as the grotto.,"I really wish," she says, presently, "you would do what I say. Go to the farm, and—stay there.","Do you know," says Mona, with a slight shiver, and a little nervous laugh, pressing closer to her side, "I have lost half my courage of late? I seem to be always anticipating evil.","Does he mean going himself?" says Nicholas, idly. "He is here to-day, I know, but one never knows where he may be to-morrow, he is so erratic.",The breeze is so light that hardly a trembling of the leafless branches breaks the deadly silence that reigns all round:,"You terrify me," says Geoffrey, with a grimace. "You think, then, that Mona is pretty?","Where does he write from?" asks Violet.,"Eh?" says Geoffrey, rousing himself and smiling genially. "A mistake? Oh, no. She never makes mistakes. I was thinking of something else. But she really ought to be in now, you know; she will catch her death of cold.".