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Updated: June 11, 2025
Surely, it would not be wrong for him to embrace this chance of discovering Redbud's residence a chance which seemed to have been afforded him by some unseen power. Why should he not keep the bird until its wing was healed, and then observe the direction of its flight? Why not thus find the abode of one in whose society so much of his happiness consisted?
All the old doubt and embarrassment had now disappeared from Redbud's face; and Verty, too, was happy. They went on talking very quietly and pleasantly the fresh little face of Redbud lit up by her tender smile. "What are you gazing at?" said the young girl, smiling, as Verty's eye fixed itself upon the blue sky intently; "I don't see anything do you?" "Yes," said Verty, smiling too. "What?"
Apple Orchard, so long lost sight of, will not longer suffer itself to be neglected; and, fortunately, the return of our heroine, Redbud, affords an opportunity of passing away, for the time, from other scenes, and going thither in her company. Redbud's sickness did not last long.
On the contrary, he had ranged freely over the mansion, amusing himself as seemed best to him: taking down a volume here opening a closet there strolling into the Squire's room, or Redbud's room, where that young lady was studying and even into the apartment of the dreadful Miss Lavinia, where sat that solemn lady, engaged in the task of keeping the household wardrobe, stockings, and what not, in good condition.
He mounted Cloud, and calling Longears, took his way sadly toward town. Could he not look back and see those tender eyes following him from the lattice of Redbud's room and blessing him?
This was Redbud's Bible and she had been reading it; and had raised her happy eyes from the black heavy letters, to the waving variegated trees and the bright sunrise, overwhelming them with its flush of gold.
Having dined and chatted pleasantly, and told a number of amusing tales for Miss Redbud's edification and against the silent protest and remonstrance of said Miss Lavinia the Squire declares that he must go and see to his threshing; and, accordingly, after swearing at Caesar, goes away; and is heard greeting somebody as he departs.
Her hair trained back as Redbud's was in the fashion called La Pompadour; her red-heeled rosetted shoes her silken gown all this was plainly the costume of a courtly maiden. Redbud was the country; Fanny, town. Between Verty and Ralph, we need not say, the difference was as marked. The one wild, primitive, picturesque, with the beauty of the woods.
The kite, however, is sacrified. Justly punished for wounding Redbud's hand, throwing Miss Fanny on her face, and periling the life of Longears, the unfortunate kite struggles a moment in the clouds, staggers from side to side, like a drunken man, and then caught by a sudden gust, sweeps like a streaming comet down into the autumn forest, and is gone.
The sun streamed in upon the happy group, and seemed to smile with positive delight at sight of Redbud's happy face, surrounded by its waving mass of curls and soft blue eyes, which were the perfection of tenderness and joy.
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