Wild Jungle

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She says this in such perfect good faith that Mr. Rodney roars with laughter.,"Byron?",She nods her head gayly as she says this, being pleased at her apt quotation from the one book she has studied very closely.,"Mona, do be friends with me," he says at last, desperately, driven to simplicity of language through his very misery. There is a humility in this speech that pleases her.,This fond coloring, suiting the exigencies of the moment suits her likewise. Never before has she looked so entirely pretty. Her lips tremble, her eyes grow pathetic. And Captain Rodney, already deeply in love, grows one degree more impressed with the fact of his own good fortune in having secured so enviable a bride.,There is a strange hush and silence everywhere. The very clouds are motionless in their distant homes.,"Mrs. Rodney would perhaps prefer to dance, mother," he says, with some irritation.,Mona starts, and, looking up, sees the Australian coming quickly towards her.,"Well, she can laugh, if you mean that," says Geoffrey somewhat superciliously. And then, as though overcome with some recollection in which the poor little criminal who is before the bar bore a humorous part, he lays his head down upon the mantelpiece and gives way to hearty laughter himself.,"Oh, I dare say! I am not sure," says Lady Rodney, pettishly, who is rather annoyed at the idea of his going to Ireland, having other plans in view for him.,Of this Mona is glad. She has no desire to converse with him, and is just congratulating herself upon her good fortune in that he declines to speak with her, when he breaks the welcome silence.,"I never saw the easy-chair I could compare with this," he says, as though to himself, his voice full of truth..