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Hame, hame to my ain countrie,,The duchess laughs.,"It is true," puts in Mona. "How could he tell when the coast was clear for his escape, unless he took a little peep?","Why?" says Mona. "I couldn't well call her any thing else until I know her.","I wish you could!" says Geoffrey from his heart.,"So Mr. Moore says," returns she, smiling.,It is Paul Rodney.,Now will he seize this blessed opportunity, and, laden with the spoils of war, approach her dwelling (already she is "she"), and triumphantly, albeit humbly, lay the fern at her feet, and so perchance gain the right to bask for a few minutes in the sunshine of her presence.,Oh, if they should be too late! If Maxwell has passed and gone down the other road, and is perhaps now already "done to death" by the cruel treacherous enemy that lieth in wait for him!,"She is painfully deficient; positively without brains," says Lady Rodney, with conviction. "What was the answer she made me when I asked about the carriage? Something utterly outside the mark.",In the night, together, in sleep, without pain, their shadows had departed to the Sandhills.,"No?" says Lauderdale, laughing. "But why, then? There is no other Mrs. Rodney, is there?".