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So Doatie, nervous and miserable, and with unshed tears in her eyes, stands where he tells her, with her hand resting on the back of an arm-chair, while he, going over to the window, deliberately turns his face from hers. Yet even now he seems to find a difficulty in beginning. There is a long pause; and then——,"How Rome and Spain would enchant you," he says watching her face intently, "and Switzerland, with its lakes and mountains!","But suppose she doesn't say a word about the drive?" says Mona, thoughtfully. "How will it be then?","No?" Then, "Not if you dislike it of course. But Nicholas made a point of my being nice to him. I did not know you would object to my dancing with him.","Then you have something on your mind. You have not been your usual perfect self all the morning.","I don't suppose any one will take the slightest notice of him," says Violet: "that is one comfort.",Dr. Bland, coming into the room, goes up to the bedside and feels his pulse, and tries to put something between his lips, but he refuses to take anything.,"Come in, Dorothy. I want to speak to you.","Thank you," murmurs he, gratefully. There is evidently comfort in the thought. Then after a moment or two he goes on again, as though following out a pleasant idea: "Some day, perhaps, that vault will hold you too; and there at least we shall meet again, and be side by side.","Many things, I dare say," she says, nervously, turning from him.,"I will burn them with my own hands," says Mona.,"Yes, let us," says Mona, gayly..