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"Why should I despise you?" asks she, slowly, opening her eyes.,Then, as breakfast was virtually over before the letters came, they all rise, and disperse themselves as fancy dictates. But Geoffrey goes alone to where he knows he shall find Nicholas in his own den.,The little suspicion of blarney trips softly and naturally from Mona's tongue. She doesn't smile as she speaks, but looks with eyes full of flattering conviction at the stout but comely duchess. And in truth it may be that in Mona's eyes she is sweet to look at, in that she has been kind and tender towards her in her manner.,"No; I have not forgotten you," says Mona, shrinking away from him. As she speaks she looks nervously at Nicholas.,Lady Chetwoode looks at her fan and then at Sir Guy. The duchess, with a grave expression, looks at Lady Rodney. Can her old friend have proved herself unkind to this pretty stranger? Can she have already shown symptoms of that tyrannical temper which, according to the duchess, is Lady Rodney's chief bane? She says nothing, however, but, moving her fan with a beckoning gesture, draws her skirts aside, and motions to Mona, to seat herself beside her.,"Why should I marry?" replied the girl. "My father and mother take care of me. Our lodge is good; the parfleches are never empty; there are plenty of tanned robes and soft furs for winter. Why trouble me, then?","Come a little farther," he says, gently, slinging the heavy bag across his own shoulders. "There must be a farmhouse somewhere.","He was a man who never took off his hat," begins Geoffrey.,This is a thunderbolt. They all start guiltily, and regard Mona with wonder. What is she going to say next?,"Do you sing?" asks he, through mere force of habit, as she pauses.,"Yes; every one admires it. It is very old. You know one part of the Towers is older than all the rest.",She lays her hand upon her heart, as though she would say, "The wound lies here," and once more turns to the door..