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Oh, hame, hame—hame fain wad I be,,"Oh, no; only a country dance," says Mona, blushing.,Again she pauses, and one of the men, shuffling his feet nervously, and with his eyes bent upon the floor, says, in a husky tone,—,"And three-quarters. Don't deceive yourself, my dear fellow: they can't be here one moment before a quarter to eight.",And so matters stood when Mona came to the Towers.,"I am a stranger; I know nothing," she says again, hardly knowing what to say, and moving a little as though she would depart.,In the night, together, in sleep, without pain, their shadows had departed to the Sandhills.,"Eh!" says Geoffrey, starting, not so much at the meaning of her words as at the words themselves. Have the worry and excitement of the last hour unsettled her brain!,"Now, once for all, Mona," interrupts he, with determination, "I strictly forbid you ever to go to Ryan's cottage again.",Geoffrey starts. He walks quickly up to Mona, and, stooping over her, very gently loosens her hand from the other hand she is holding. Passing his arm round her neck, he turns her face deliberately in his own direction—as though to keep her eyes from resting on the bed and lays it upon his own breast.,"One of Thomas's billet-doux, no doubt," says Geoffrey, dreamily, alluding to the under-footman, but thinking of something else.,About a week after her arrival—she having expressed her admiration of ferns the night before—he draws her hand through his arm and takes her to his own special sanctum,—off which a fernery has been thrown, he being an enthusiastic grower of that lovely weed..