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"No; he was not a draper," says Mona, gently, and without haste.,A very charming vision clad in Oxford shirting, and with a great white hat tied beneath her rounded chin with blue ribbons,—something in the style of a Sir Joshua Reynolds,—emerges from among the low-lying firs at this moment. Having watched the (seemingly) light catastrophe from afar, and being apparently amused by it, she now gives way to unmistakable mirth and laughs aloud. When Mona laughs, she does it with all her heart, the correct method of suppressing all emotion, be it of joy or sorrow,—regarding it as a recreation permitted only to the vulgar,—being as yet unlearned by her. Therefore her expression of merriment rings gayly and unchecked through the old wood.,"My dear child, don't talk like that," he says, nervously: "you're done up, you know. Come to bed.","Eh?" says Mrs. Geoffrey.,"How did it happen?" she asks, presently.,"No one," says Mona. "I had no need to ask permission for anything. I was free to do what I wished.","I will do as you ask," she says, wondering when the interview will come to an end.,"Well, Jack is home by this time, I suppose,—that's my second brother; at least he was expected yesterday; and Violet Mansergh is very often there; and as a rule, you know, there is always somebody; and that's all.","Yes; I am that most despicable of all things, a third son.",He finishes; but, to his amazement, and a good deal to his chagrin, on looking at Mona he finds she is wreathed in smiles,—nay, is in fact convulsed with silent laughter.,"Dorothy," says a voice outside at this very instant, so exactly as Doatie pauses that both she and Nicholas start simultaneously.,"I really wish," she says, presently, "you would do what I say. Go to the farm, and—stay there.".