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"That betrays the meanness of the world," says Mona, slowly and with indignation. "Has not Geoffrey just declared himself to be a younger son?","I don't, but I know Lady Mary and Miss Blake always get their things from a woman called Manning.","You did not mean it, Mona, did you? You are content here with me?—you have no regret?","She looked awfully cut up, poor little thing," says Jack, kindly. "You were the only one she opened her mind to, Nick What did she say? Did she betray the ravings of a lunatic or the inanities of a fool?",Her tone is only too significant. His face has grown black again. A heavy frown sits on his brow.,For nature made her what she is,,Geoffrey's arm slips from his wife's shoulders to her rounded waist.,"What has he done that he should be excluded?" demands Nicholas, a little excitedly. "If he can prove a first right to claim this property, is that a crime? He is our cousin: why should we be the only people in the whole countryside to treat him with contempt? He has committed no violation of the law, no vile sin has been laid to his charge beyond this fatal one of wanting his own—and—and——","Never mind Larry," says the farmer, impatiently. "This is the seventh time he has died this year. But think of Misther Rodney here. Can't ye do something for him?","Of the purest," says Geoffrey.,Mona, after a stare of bewilderment that dies at its birth, gives way to laughter: she is still standing on the chair, and looking down on Nolly, who is adoring her in the calm and perfectly open manner that belongs to him.,"Say so, if you do: it will be honester. If you don't," threateningly, "I shall of course think the contrary.".