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And so they are married, and last words are spoken, and adieux said, and sad tears fall, and for many days her own land knows Mona no more.,"I really cannot help it," she explains to Mona, in her usual slow voice, "it all offends me so. But Philippa must be humored. All these glaring colors and hideous pieces of furniture take my breath away. And the light——By and by you must come to some of my rooms; but first, if you are not tired, I should like you to look at my garden; that is, if you can endure the cold.",It is the first time he has ever used the tone of authority towards her, and involuntarily she shrinks from him, and glances up at him from under her long lashes in a half frightened, half-reproachful fashion, as might an offended child.,"I may say that horrid speech, but I certainly can't pretend I was bored during our drive, because I am not," says Mona.,"It is like a fairy-tale, and quite as pretty," says little Dorothy, who is quite safe to turn out an inveterate matchmaker when a few more years have rolled over her sunny head.,Her tone is so unpleasant and so significant that silence falls upon the room. Geoffrey says nothing. Perhaps he alone among them fails to understand the meaning of her words. He seems lost in thought. So lost, that the others, watching him, wonder secretly what the end of his meditations will bring forth: yet, one and all, they mistake him: no doubt of Mona ever has, or ever will, I think, cross his mind.,"Try not to hate me," he says, imploringly, in a broken voice, going suddenly up to her and taking one of her hands in his. His grasp is so hard as almost to hurt her. Mona awakening from her reverie, turns to him with a start. Something in his face moves her.,A wave o' the sea, that you might ever do,"It is a pity anything should be said against Ireland," says Rodney, cleverly; "it is such a lovely little spot.","Mother, Violet has promised to marry me," he says abruptly. "Haven't you, Violet?","I haven't," says Geoffrey.,That is the part you mean, is it not? I know all that poem very nearly by heart.".