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"But—" begins he, impatiently, trying gently to put her to one side.,"'Perdition catch my soul, but I do love thee,'" replies he, quite as softly.,"I sha'n't want any trifles to amuse me, if you will talk to me," says Mona.,"Ah!" says the duchess, feeling puzzled. "Then perhaps they don't dance in Ireland.,"I don't, but I know Lady Mary and Miss Blake always get their things from a woman called Manning.","I don't care what you have said," interrupts Mona, quickly. She has her arms round Lady Rodney's waist by this time, and is regarding her beseechingly.,"Jack Foster and Terry O'Brien write to me very often," goes on Mona, unconsciously. "And indeed they all do occasionally, at Christmas, you know, and Easter and Midsummer, just to ask me how I am, and to tell me how they have got through their exams. But it is Jack and Terry, for the most part, who send me the music.","Why have you taken all this trouble about us?" says Lady Rodney, leaning forward to look at the girl anxiously, her voice low and trembling.,"Why do you say that?" he asked.,Here and there are basins of water on which lilies can lie and sleep dreamily through a warm and sunny day. A sundial, old and green with honorable age, uprears itself upon a chilly bit of sward. Near it lie two gaudy peacocks sound asleep. All seems far from the world, drowsy, careless, indifferent to the weals and woes of suffering humanity.,Stooping, he presses his lips to her hand for the first time. The caress is long and fervent.,"She is Lord Steyne's second daughter. The family name is Darling. Her name is Dorothy.".