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"That was a little unfair, wasn't it?" says Mona. "Why didn't he divide it?","Yes, that is just what occurred to me," says Mona, nodding her head sympathetically.,Nor motion, I might almost say,,Flattery goes a long way with most men, but in this instance the subtle poison touches Mr. Rodney even more than it pleases him. He presses the hand that rests upon his arm an eighth of an inch nearer to his heart than it was before, if that be possible.,"Where has Mona taken the duchess?" asks Lady Rodney of Sir Nicholas half an hour later.,He tells Mona she is very welcome, and, still holding her hand, draws her over to the fire, and moves a big arm-chair in front of it, in which he ensconces her, bidding her warm herself, and make herself (as he says with a kindly smile that has still kinder meaning in it) "quite at home.","I really wish," she says, presently, "you would do what I say. Go to the farm, and—stay there.","Very well, then; I shan't leave you; but you shall have that dress all the same," he says. "How shall we arrange about it?",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.,"I see no reason why she should not talk to any man she pleases. I know her well enough to trust her anywhere, and am deeply thankful for such knowledge. In fact," with some passion, sudden but subdued, "I feel as though in discussing her in this cold-blooded fashion I am doing her some grievous wrong.","Are you a man, to make me such a speech?" she says, passionately, fixing her eyes upon him with withering contempt.,"I dare say," says Mr. Rodney, with rising ire..