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When he reached the camp he went to the lodge of Broken Bow—a brave young man, but very poor.,"It is to be regretted you cannot like England, as you have made up your mind to live in it; and yet I think——" She pauses.,"You were right," said the young man. "This is surely the person who has hidden the buffalo.","You have spoiled your gown on my account," says Geoffrey, surveying her remorsefully; "and such a pretty gown, too. I don't think I ever saw you looking sweeter than you look to-day. And now your dress is ruined, and it is all my fault!","Yes; but you have been crying, darling! What has happened?",To this it is difficult to make a telling reply. Mona says nothing she only turns her head completely away from him, as if to conceal something. Is it a smile?—he cannot tell. And indeed presently, as though to dispel all such idea, she sighs softly but audibly.,"We needn't risk it. And it is no harm, darling, because you will soon be my wife, and then I shall give you everything. When the dress comes I'll send it up to you by my man, and you must manage the rest.","Oh, not yet," says Lady Lilias, with the nearest attempt at youthfulness she has yet made. "Mrs. Rodney has not half seen all my treasures.","No," with a little flickering smile, that has pain and sorrow in it; "for the simple reason that I shall never marry.",Next morning the wife and the little boy went out to dig roots, and the woman took the root digger with her, while the dog followed the little boy.,Hurriedly she gets into her furs, and, twisting some soft black lace around her throat, runs down the stairs, and, opening the hall door without seeing any one, makes her way towards the appointed spot.,"He may; but how little in comparison! Nobody need be thought of but my poor Nicholas," persists Doatie, who has not read between the lines, and fails therefore in putting a proper construction upon the faint delicate blush that is warming Violet's cheek..