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"In the wood?","Well, no; but that is pure Irish," says Geoffrey, unmoved. Mona, with lowered head, turns her wedding-ring round and round upon her finger, and repents bitterly that little slip of hers when talking with the duchess last night.,Of that mysterious instrument, the soul,,"There, don't cry, and you shall have it all your own way," he says, with a sigh. "To-morrow we will decide what is to be done.",The painters were told what to do long, long ago, "in about the second generation after the first people.","I do hope she isn't the under-housemaid," said Jack, moodily. "It has grown so awfully common. Three fellows this year married under-housemaids, and people are tired of it now; one can't keep up the excitement always. Anything new might create a diversion in his favor, but he's done for if he has married another under-housemaid.",It is a fern for which Mona has long been wishing. Oh! happy thought! She has expressed for it the keenest admiration. Oh! blissful remembrance! She has not one like it in all her collection. Oh! certainty full of rapture.,The inference is full of saddest meaning. Even Geoffrey feels the tears rise unbidden to his eyes.,"All that is morbid," says Mona: "you should try to conquer it. It is not healthy.",CHAPTER XXI.,"I don't see how it could take any one long," says Rodney.,"Just in one moment," says the wilful beauty. "But I must first look at myself altogether. I have only seen myself in little bits up to this, my glass is so small.".