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"I don't think ye have any call to say that to us, Miss Mona. 'Tisn't fair like, when ye know in yer own heart that we love the very sight of ye, and the laste sound of yer voice!",Mona takes no notice of his words, but still stands by the table, with her hands folded, her long white robes clinging to her, her eyes lowered, her whole demeanor like that of some mediæval saint. So thinks Rodney, who is gazing at her as though he would forever imprint upon his brain the remembrance of a vision as pure as it is perfect.,Then the young man spoke and asked, "Why is this? Why do you not give me food?","It seems horrible to me that Mona should be on friendly terms with your enemy," says Geoffrey, passionately.,'My night has no eve,,"You may compel him to murder you," she says, feverishly, "or, in your present mood, you may murder him. No, you shall not stir from this to-night.",Mona smiles too in return, though still heavy at heart.,The old woman outside called to them, "Friends, is it smoking in there now?","Mona, it has all been too much for you," exclaims he, with deep concern.,"Nay," she says, very sweetly and gravely, "you mistake me. I am glad to obey you. I shall not go to Ryan's house again.",The inference is full of saddest meaning. Even Geoffrey feels the tears rise unbidden to his eyes.,"But why?" asks Mona, in amaze. "Didn't he wear one?".