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"Poor girl! I feel honestly sorry for her," says Jack, with a mild sigh. "What an awful ass he has made of himself!",She too rises, lays her hand on Mona's arm, and walks through the long room, and past the county generally, to "see the lake by moonlight." Yet it is not for the sake of gazing upon almost unrivalled scenery she goes, but to please this Irish girl, whom so very few can resist.,Just then Dorothy says,—,It is the 20th of February; already winter is dying out of mind, and little flowers are springing everywhere.,"Is she? It is too late for her to be out," returns Geoffrey, thinking of the chill evening air.,Another pause. Mona is on thorns. Will the branching path, that may give her a chance of escaping a further tete-a-tete with him, never be reached?,"I mean," says Mona, flushing a vivid scarlet, "is she stern?","Why is this?" said her father. "Some of these young men are rich, handsome, and brave.",This is hardly complimentary, but Geoffrey passes it over.,"I do not know where he lives," answered the badger. "I never travel very far. Over there in the timber is the wolverene. He is always travelling about, and knows many things. Perhaps he can tell you.","That is absurd," says Rodney; "and your own words refute you. That man called Moore cared for you, and very great impertinence it was on his part.",The inference is full of saddest meaning. Even Geoffrey feels the tears rise unbidden to his eyes..