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"Very well: show him in here," says Mona, very distinctly, going on with the printing of her butter with a courage that deserves credit. There is acrimony in her tone, but laughter in her eyes. While acknowledging a faint soreness at her heart she is still amused at his prompt, and therefore flattering, subjection.,"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.,"How you were all laughing when we came in!" says Violet, presently: "we could hear you all along the corridor. What was it about?",Mona, rising, pushes Violet gently into her own chair, a little black-and-gold wicker thing, gaudily cushioned.,"Ye—es; he will do," says Mona, after a second's careful thought, and even now reluctantly.,"Well, I went rather minutely into it, you know. I explained to her how Lady Lilias was probably going to discuss the new curfew-bell in all its bearings; and I hinted gloomily at the 'Domesday Book.' That fetched her. She vamoosed on the spot.",Here Mona and Dorothy grow suddenly deeply interested, and lean forward.,"And what color becomes you? Blue? that would suit your eyes, and it was blue you used to wear last month.","We are not so altogether murderous as you seem to think," says Mona, half apologetically.,"You are certainly too strong for me," says Rodney, with a frown and a peculiar smile.,"Because I have nothing to say," murmurs the girl, in a frozen tone,—"nothing." Then passionately, "I will not be selfish. I will not do this thing.","But you have no piano?".