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At the farthest end of the room, near a window, lying back in an arm-chair, lies Mona, sound asleep.,Still she hesitates, though betraying no vulgar awkwardness or silly mauvaise honte. Indeed, the only sign of emotion she does show is a soft slow blush, that, mounting quickly, tips even her little ears with pink.,Lady Rodney and Violet are sitting over the fire, and now Mona joins them, gowned in the blue satin dress in which she had come to meet Geoffrey, not so many months ago, in the old wood behind the farm.,"Why need you go until after Christmas?" she says, in a tone so low that he can barely hear her.,Long ago, almost in the beginning, a man and his wife were sitting in their lodge when Thunder came and struck them. The man was not killed. At first he lay as if dead, but after a time he lived again, and, standing up, looked about him. He did not see his wife.,"If I was quite sure I shouldn't be dreadfully in the way," says Geoffrey, turning to Mona, she being mistress of the ceremonies.,After this the people found a certain sort of stone in the land, and took another harder stone, and worked one upon the other and hollowed out the softer one, so as to make of it a kettle.,"I tell you I have not," says Geoffrey. "Nothing of the sort. You are wool-gathering.",because your part of it takes care to make itself heard.",She nods her head gayly as she says this, being pleased at her apt quotation from the one book she has studied very closely.,"There! take it. I can be generous too.",He means highest praise. She accepts his words as a kind rebuke..