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Presently she got up from beside the bed and was turning away when the other child, with a kind of despairing look in his face, cried out, "Lady, lady! oh, lady!" The voice reached Edith's ears. She turned, and saw the face of Andy. Swift as a flash she was upon him, gathering him in her arms and crying out, in a wild passion of joy that could not be repressed,

And so it had been with his children, and so it was with these children of Edith's, and so it would be with those many others always groping, blundering, starting children, only children all. And yet what lives they were to lead, what joys and revelations and disasters would be theirs, in the strange remote world they would live in "my flesh and blood that I never shall know."

"Don't you feel nervous, Dithy?" asked Trix, almost out of patience at last with Edith's serene calm. "I do horribly. And Lady Helena has got a fit of the fidgets that will bring her gray hairs to an early grave, if this day lasts much longer. Ain't you afraid honor bright?" Edith Darrell lifted her dark, disdainful eyes.

The Earl then drew near and took her hand, and sate by her side, and they conversed long. But Harold saw with a fierce pang that Edith's heart was set upon the convent, and that even in his presence, and despite his soothing words, she was broken-spirited and despondent. It seemed as if her youth and life had gone from her, and the day had come in which she said, "There is no pleasure."

"'Scuse familiarity," added Peter, as an afterthought. "Edith, good-morning." He seized Dean's elbow and impelled him into the foreground. "Meet Mr. In, Edith, my bes' frien'. Inseparable. Mr. In and Mr. Out." Mr. Out advanced and bowed; in fact, he advanced so far and bowed so low that he tipped slightly forward and only kept his balance by placing a hand lightly on Edith's shoulder. "I'm Mr.

The mountain could not come to Mohammed, and so Mohammed, you know eh? Ha, ha, ha!" The baronet had a cheery voice, rich and mellow, and his laugh was ringing and musical. His courtesy, his pleasant smile, his genial air, and his hearty voice and laugh, all filled Miss Plympton with sincere delight, and she felt that this man could do nothing else than take up Edith's cause with the utmost ardor.

Beth only hugged her by way of congratulation, and Edith laughed a little hysterically. Beth was used to these emotional fits of Edith's. Then she began to question "When is it to be?" "September. And you will be my bridesmaid, won't you, dear?" Beth promised. "Oh, Beth, I think marriage is the grandest institution God ever made."

Suddenly Grace Atherton came into his mind, and Edith's request that he should tell her. "Yes, I'll do it," he said, starting at once for Brier Hill "'Twill be a relief to let another know it, and then I want to see her squirm, when she hears all hope for herself is gone." For once, however, Victor was mistaken.

"Dear and lonely and hungry-hearted," she said; "how long you wanted me!" "Yes," he murmured, "but I've found you now!" How long they sat there, Rosemary never knew, for her senses were dulled. She did not hear their preparations for departure, but saw the boat swinging out into the current, with the sunset making golden glory of the river and of Edith's hair.

"I've been hoping she would, it's far too bleak for her here." Edith opened her blue eyes very wide, and then they filled with tears. She hid her head in her grandma's bosom. "Why, child, you little goose, it is to make your dear mother well. And you three small folks are going part way with her." At this Edith's sudden tears dried up very quickly, and her face made itself into a question mark.

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