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"Indeed she will not;" says Mona indignantly. "Irish peasants very seldom do that. She will, I am sure, be faithful forever to the memory of the man she loved.","Now, that is very kind of you," she says, lifting her eyes, humid with tears, to his. "And I think it will take only a very little time to make me love you!","This spot always brings to my mind the thoughts of other people," says Mona, softly. "I am very fond of poetry: are you?","I beg your pardon," she manages to say. "Of course had I known you were listening at the door I should not have said what I did,"—this last with a desire to offend.,"It is an early hour to be astir," he says, awkwardly; then, finding she makes no response, he goes on, still more awkwardly. "Can you tell me if this path will lead me to the road for Plumston?","Of course it was a surprise to you," he says.,"He has stolen the will. Taken it away. That paper you hold must have fallen from him, and contains the directions about finding the right panel. Ah! what shall we do now?","Now I am here, you will sing me something," says Geoffrey, presently.,"You may try just as hard as ever you like," she says, with dignity: "I sha'n't!",But when to-morrow comes it brings to him a very different Mona from the one he saw yesterday. A pale girl, with great large sombrous eyes and compressed lips, meets him, and places her hand in his without a word.,"Oh, no.","You terrify me," says Geoffrey, with a grimace. "You think, then, that Mona is pretty?".