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And then old Brian comes in, and Geoffrey opens out to him this newly-devized plan; and after a while the old farmer, with tears in his eyes, and a strange quiver in his voice that cuts through Mona's heart, gives his consent to it, and murmurs a blessing on this hasty marriage that is to deprive him of all he best loves on earth.,Just at this moment Mona comes up to them, smiling and happy.,A strong shudder runs through her frame; she grows a little heavier in his embrace. Seeing she has fainted, he lifts her in his arms and carries her out of the room.,"Waiting—for what? Is it to shoot him?" asks the girl, breathlessly.,"Don't mind me," says Miss Scully, hastily. "I shall follow you by and by.","If—if you loved a fellow, would anything turn you against him?" asks he, suddenly, looking her full in the face.,Ten minutes later, having bidden their hostess a hearty farewell, they step out into the open air and walk towards the farm.,And lady-smocks all silver white,,"Ah," they replied, "he is dead. Five days ago he went out to hunt and he did not come back. What shall we do? We have lost him who cared for us"; and they cried and mourned again.,"Not in England, perhaps. When I spoke I was thinking of Ireland," says Mona.,"Now you will believe," said the Raven. "Take, then, the arrow and the wing, and go and get your wife." The man took these things and went to the Thunder's lodge. He entered and sat down by the doorway.,There is a sparkle in Mona's eyes, a slight severing of her lips, that bespeak satisfaction and betray her full of very innocent appreciation of her own beauty. She stands well back, with her head held proudly up, and with her hands lightly clasped before her. Her attitude is full of unstudied grace..