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...arranged to climb Red Hill together some time during his stay. It was a pleasant tramp, - some ten miles to the summit and back, - and the beautiful September weather made him very anxious to attempt it. I was less eager, for obvious reasons. We started off in the afternoon. Edith came to the doorway just as we took the road. We looked back, and she waved her hand at us. It was the last time - except once...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A. BIRD OF THE AIR. | 6/3/1881 | See Source »

...poor Edith! She was trembling violently, as indeed she might; and the consciousness of her misery roused me to a sense of present duty. I knew I must combat my own feelings and control my own countenance. I must have time to think, too, - time to get away from the horrible presence of - Edith Austen's brother...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A BIRD OF THE AIR. | 5/19/1881 | See Source »

What was to be done? That question now presented itself before me with stern and unrelenting face. Forgetting what things had been, remaining content to be involved in this unexplained mystery, with what demeanor should I again meet Edith - and her brother? Her brother! The cruel thought forced itself upon me. That one incontrovertible fact was the tragic centre of circumstances, the one key to the dark and unknown future...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A BIRD OF THE AIR. | 5/19/1881 | See Source »

...went to find Edith. She was alone on the piazza, and she looked up with such a sadly tender face as I approached! - Well, I told her that I had been seized with sudden faintness, and that was all. I asked where her brother was; I was sorry for my seeming rudeness; and Mr. Edmund himself appeared then, and begged me say no more about it. We fell a-talking with each other. I could not help be impressed with the charm of his manner, for he reminded me very distinctly of his sister. Surely there was no dark hidden...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A BIRD OF THE AIR. | 5/19/1881 | See Source »

...trust that I made myself intelligible and agreeable, although it seemed as if my brain were on fire. Possibly I grew excited and nervous; I saw Edith looking strangely at me once or twice, almost with a certain semblance of fear, as I thought. Poor girl, she was not wholly wrong in this...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: A BIRD OF THE AIR. | 5/19/1881 | See Source »

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