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"But she lost her husband," says Mona, gently.,"I know," says Mona, sadly.,"I beg your pardon," she manages to say. "Of course had I known you were listening at the door I should not have said what I did,"—this last with a desire to offend.,Mona is looking lovely, a little pale perhaps from some natural agitation, but her pallor only adds to the lustre of her great blue eyes and lends an additional sweetness to the ripeness of her lips. Her hair is a little loose, but eminently becoming, and altogether she looks as like an exquisite painting as one can conceive.,Geoffrey coming to the farm somewhat early in the evening, Mona takes him round to the yard, where two dogs, hitherto unseen by Geoffrey, lie chained. They are two splendid bloodhounds, that, as she approaches, rise to their feet, and, lifting their massive heads, throw out into the night-air a deep hollow bay that bespeaks welcome.,"Mona, are you still there?" he says, with a return to consciousness: "did I dream, or did my father speak to me? How the night comes on!" He sighs wearily. "I am so tired,—so worn out: if I could only sleep!" he murmurs, faintly.,"To the old fort?" asks Mona, starting to her feet.,"There, do go away!" says this woodland goddess. "I am sick of you and your stupidity.",On the middle of the rustic bridge before mentioned he stops her, to say, unexpectedly,—,Who never to himself hath said,,"A fit ending to a miserable day," says Lady Rodney, gloomily.,"But who was this gentleman?" says Lady Rodney, superciliously. "No doubt some draper from the town.".