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"Come, hurry," says Mona, turning to Geoffrey, with a light laugh that seems to spring from her very heart. "Would you have the 'tay' get cold while you are making up your mind? I at least must go.","I am so glad you are poor," says Mona. "If you were rich or even well off, I should never consent,—never!",But before this, when things had gone too far between father and son, and harsh words never to be forgotten on either side had been uttered, George, unable to bear longer the ignominy of his position (being of a wild and passionate yet withal generous disposition), left his home, to seek another and happier one in foreign lands.,"Only to return," interrupts he, quickly. "And—to break at your feet? to break one's heart, do you mean? I do not like your simile.","Will your majesty deign to confer some slight sign of favor upon a very devoted servant?",It was long, long ago, very far back, that this happened. In those days the people used to kill the buffalo by driving them over a steep place near the river, down which they fell into a great pen built at the foot of the cliff, where the buffalo that had not been killed by the fall were shot with arrows by the men. Then the people went into the pen and skinned the buffalo and cut them up and carried the meat away to their camp. This pen they called piskun.,"Oh, no, I'm not clever," says Mona; "but"—nervously and with downcast eyes, addressing Geoffrey—"I might perhaps be able to make you a little more comfortable.","Do you mean that you would really miss me if I left you for only one day?" he asks, delightedly. "Mona, tell me the truth.","Do you mean that you would really miss me if I left you for only one day?" he asks, delightedly. "Mona, tell me the truth.","Oh, that I could believe so!" says Mona, forgetful of manners, courtesy, everything, but the desire to see those she loves restored to peace.,"What do you mean, Geoffrey?" demands his mother, with suppressed indignation.,But Mona has read, and understands perfectly..