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It is the morning after Lady Chetwoode's ball. Every one has got down to breakfast. Every one is in excellent spirits, in spite of the fact that the rain is racing down the window-panes in torrents, and that the post is late.,The reproachful ring in his voice does its intended work. The soft heart throws out resentment, and once more gives shelter to gentle thoughts alone. She even consents to Rodney's laying his cheek against hers, and faintly returns the pressure of his hand.,By this time both Nicholas and Geoffrey are quite convulsed with delight.,"There were," confesses Geoffrey, reluctantly, and in a low tone. "I wish now from my soul it had been otherwise. I regret much that has taken place.","Worse!" repeats his mother, in a withering tone. In this mood she is not nice, and a very little of her suffices.,She doesn't want in the very least to know who he is, but thinks it her duty to say something, as the silence being protracted grows embarrassing.,"Where?" says Mona, looking up quickly.,"Why should you bear malice to any one?" says Mona uneasily.,"It is like the garden of the palace where the Sleeping Beauty dwelt," whispers Mona to Nolly; she is delighted, charmed, lost in admiration.,"Well, she danced like a fairy, at all events, in spite of her size," says Sir Nicholas, alluding to the person the funny story had been about.,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.,At home—in Sydney, I mean—the life was different. It was free, unfettered, and in a degree lawless. It suited me better.".