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His tone, his emphasis on the pronoun, is significant.,"Well?" says Violet, who is smiling, and seems to see a joke where Mona fails to see anything amusing.,"Yes, I dare say," says Lady Rodney, who is now wondering when this high-flown visitor will take her departure.,They all examine it with interest, Nolly being specially voluble on the occasion.,"Weary me! no, indeed. That is one of the very few unkind things you have ever said to me. How could I weary of your voice? Go on; tell me where you keep this magical piano.","I felt nothing, nothing, but the one thing that I was powerless to help you," says Mona, passionately; "that was bitter.","Oh, I got the ould man to bed hours ago; for I knew if he stayed up that he'd get mortial wearin', an' be the death of us if he knew ye were out so late. An' truth to say, Miss Mona," changing her tone from one of extreme joy and thankfulness to another of the deepest censure, "'twas the world an' all of bad behavior to be galavantin' out at this hour.","Now, that is the first unkind thing you have ever said to me," retorts he.,"You are Sir Nicholas?" questions she at last, gaining courage to speak, and raising her eyes to his full of entreaty, and just a touch of that pathos that seems of right to belong to the eyes of all Irishwomen.,Then Geoffrey offers Mona his hand, and leads her to the centre of the polished floor. There they salute each other in a rather Grandisonian fashion, and then separate.,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.,Miss Mona looks puzzled..