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"Mona," says Geoffrey, to her suddenly, in a low whisper, throwing his arm round her (they are driving home, alone in the small night-brougham)—"Mona, do you know what you have done to-night? The whole room went mad about you. They would talk of no one else. Do not let them turn your head.","If I were 'Geoffrey,' I think I shouldn't," says the duchess, meaningly.,"He has stolen the will. Taken it away. That paper you hold must have fallen from him, and contains the directions about finding the right panel. Ah! what shall we do now?",Two o'clock! The song dies away, and Mona's brow contracts. So late!—the day is slipping from her, and as yet no word, no sign.,Together they went from the lodges toward the north. The sun was already hidden behind the nearby hills.,A choking sensation, rising from her heart, almost stops Mona's breath; her mouth feels parched and dry; her eyes widen. A sudden fear oppresses her. How is it going to be in all the future? Is Geoffrey's—her own husband's—mother to be her enemy?,"I hope we shall be; I am sure we shall," returns Mona, quickly. It is sweet to her to find a possible friend in this alien land.,Then he turns his head away again to let his eyes rest on Mona, as though nowhere else can peace or comfort be found.,"Through the window. I was passing, and found it open." There is some note in his voice that might well be termed mocking.,Lady Rodney shudders.,"I would, of course, with pleasure," stammers the unfortunate Nolly,—"only perhaps Violet heard it before!","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..