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"But why?" says Mona, trying to read his face. "Am I so different from other people?",The place she has chosen as her mirror is a still pool fringed with drooping grasses and trailing ferns that make yet more dark the sanded floor of the stream.,A flower that dieth when first it 'gins to bud,,But almost on the threshold they come to a full stop to gaze irresolutely at one another, and then over their shoulders at Mona. She, marking their surprise, comes hastily to the front, and so makes herself acquainted with the cause of their delay.,"Give me your hand again," says Rodney, after a pause; and when she gives it to him he says, "Do you know this is the nearest approach to real happiness I have ever known in all my careless, useless life? What is it Shakspeare says about the folly of loving 'a bright particular star'? I always think of you when that line comes to my mind. You are the star; mine is the folly.",Every evening about sundown the man used to climb up to the top of this butte and sit there and look all over the country to see where the buffalo were feeding and whether any enemies were moving about. On top of the hill there was a buffalo skull, on which he used to sit.,"Show it to me to-day," says he, with interest.,"Now tell me something else," she says, after a little bit. "Do all the women you know dress a great deal?","Oh, poor Nicholas!" says Mona sadly, "and poor little Doatie!","When he held the pistol to your forehead, didn't you scream then?" asks Violet.,"A nice time to offer such advice as that," says Rodney, moodily. "But I shan't take it. Mona,"—seizing her hands and speaking more in passionate excitement than even in love,—"say at once you will keep your word and marry me.","I thought I did," says Geoffrey, waking slowly to a sense of the situation..