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Still holding her hand, as though loath to quit it, he moves towards the door; but before reaching it she slips away from him, and says "Good-by" rather coldly.,"I should very much like to go," says Mona, gently, and with some eagerness. She has been sitting very quietly with her hands before her, hardly hearing what is passing around her,—lost, buried in thought.,"Sometimes I long again for a mad, wild gallop straight across country, where nobody can see me,—such as I used to have," goes on Mona, half regretfully.,"Yes. I thank you for your goodness," returns he, slowly.,Dorothy from her corner laughs gayly. "Poor old Noll," she says: "it was his unhappy childhood that blighted his later years and made him the melancholy object he is.","One may choose to forget, but one may not be able to accomplish it. To forget or to remember is not in one's own power.","Nothing. Not all the talking in the wide world," with a brilliant blush, but with steady earnest eyes.,"I have nothing to do with you. Go your ways. It is with him I have to settle," says the man, morosely.,That sinks again to silence.,Comes forth with pilgrim steps in amice gray",In thought she had been miles away, and has just come back to the present with a start of guilt at her own neglect of her guest. She honestly believes, in her confusion, that Lady Lilias has been making some inquiries about the secret panel, and therefore makes her extraordinary remark with the utmost bonhommie and cheerfulness.,"They certainly must be a lively lot, if all one hears is true," says Geoffrey, with a suppressed yawn..