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"I shall feel regret," says, Mona, brokenly, the tears running down her cheeks.,"Why should they fall out again?" says Rodney, a little angrily, hearing only her careless laugh, and—man-like—ignoring stupidly the pain in her lovely eyes. "Unless people choose to forget.","Is it possible you see nothing to admire?" says Mona, with intense disgust.,Lady Chetwoode looks at her fan and then at Sir Guy. The duchess, with a grave expression, looks at Lady Rodney. Can her old friend have proved herself unkind to this pretty stranger? Can she have already shown symptoms of that tyrannical temper which, according to the duchess, is Lady Rodney's chief bane? She says nothing, however, but, moving her fan with a beckoning gesture, draws her skirts aside, and motions to Mona, to seat herself beside her.,And love but her forever;,"Waked by the circling hours, with rosy hand,"If I must ask Edith Carson, I shall feel I am doing something against my will," says Lady Rodney.,But I blame the people you have fallen among,—not you.",Thus at odd moments time can treble itself; but with the blessed daylight come comfort and renewed hope, and Geoffrey, greeting with rapture the happy morn, that,,"What else?" says Mona, shyly.,"But why?" persists he.,"Oh, Geoffrey, wasn't it well you went to Ireland and met Mona? Because if you had stayed on here last autumn we might have been induced to marry each other, and then what would have become of poor Jack?".