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"What lovely creatures!" says Geoffrey, who has a passion for animals: they seem to acknowledge him as a friend. As Mona looses them from their den, they go to him, and, sniffing round him, at last open their great jaws into a satisfied yawn, and, raising themselves, rest their paws upon his breast and rub their faces contentedly against his.,"No, sir; it isn't, sir. We're none of us hard of hearin' glory be to——. Miss Mona," coaxingly, "sure, it's only a step to the house: wouldn't Misther Rodney see ye home now, just for wanst?",All the young men thought this was funny; they laughed a good deal at Scarface as he was walking away.,RED ROBE'S DREAM,But when they have turned a corner and are quite out of sight and hearing, Rodney stops short and says, hurriedly,—,Just now it is blowing softly, delicately, as though its fury of the night before had been an hallucination of the brain. It is "a sweet and passionate wooer," says Longfellow, and lays siege to "the blushing leaf." There are no leaves for it to kiss to-day: so it bestows its caresses upon Mona as she wanders forth, close guarded by her two stanch hounds that follow at her heels.,Then the young man spoke and asked, "Why is this? Why do you not give me food?",But Mickey is not to be outdone. "An' there's the pigs, miss," he begins again, presently.,"Do not stir," says Mona, hastily, pointing to the bloodhounds. Allspice has risen—so has the hair on his back—and is looking thunder-claps at Paul. A low growl breaks from him. He is plainly bent upon reducing to reason whosoever shall dispute the will of his beloved mistress. "The dogs know their orders, and will obey me. Down, Allspice, down. You will do well, sir, to remain exactly where you are," continues Mona.,"Sure they all admire me," says Miss Mona, with an exasperating smile, meant to wither.,CHAPTER XX.,"No," with a little flickering smile, that has pain and sorrow in it; "for the simple reason that I shall never marry.".