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"I hardly know.","But why?" says Mona, trying to read his face. "Am I so different from other people?","If they could only hear us now!" murmurs Geoffrey, addressing no one in particular.,"N—ot very," says Doatie, dolefully.,"Lilian is such a dear girl," says Lady Rodney; "she is a very general favorite. I have no doubt her dance will be a great success.","But they were troublesome, very troublesome," says Mrs. Geoffrey, with a retrospective sigh, leaning back in her chair and folding her hands together on her lap. "You can't imagine what a worry they were at times,—always ringing the college bell at the wrong hours, and getting tight!","What, indeed?" says Geoffrey, tragically. "Worse still, what would have become of poor Mona?","It was some joke, of course?" goes on Violet, not having received any answer to her first question.,quotes Geoffrey, lightly, "Are not these three reasons sufficient? If not, I could tell you a score of others. I may bring her down to see you?","But why, darling? Could you not be happy as my wife?","Such presumption, walking in our wood without permission," she says, haughtily.,"She's the girl my mother wanted me to marry, you know," goes on Rodney, unobservant, as men always are, of the small signals of distress hung out by his companion..