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Even this is a small, if unconscious, cut, considering what objectionable curiosity he evinced about her name. But the Australian is above small cuts, for the good reason that he seldom sees them.,"Do you?" says Geoffrey, in a tone that means much.,Over the meadows and into the wood goes Mona, to where a streamlet runs, that is her special joy,—being of the garrulous and babbling order, which is, perhaps, the nearest approach to divine music that nature can make. But to-day the stream is swollen, is enlarged beyond all recognition, and, being filled with pride at its own promotion, has forgotten its little loving song, and is rushing onward with a passionate roar to the ocean.,"'Bonnie Lesley:' the poet says of her what I think of you.",Night is creeping up over the land. Already in the heavens the pale crescent moon just born rides silently,—,"I don't think ye have any call to say that to us, Miss Mona. 'Tisn't fair like, when ye know in yer own heart that we love the very sight of ye, and the laste sound of yer voice!","How did it happen?" she asks, presently.,To habit in.,"You've been reading novels," says Rodney, contemptuously.,"A cloud?" says Mona. And I think in her inmost heart she is rather glad than otherwise that her lover's people are not on the top rung of the ladder.,"You will give me an explanation at once," says Geoffrey, slowly, addressing his cousin. "What brought you here?","Yet even were it so you would love me, Mona?".