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Word: edithe (lookup in dictionary) (lookup stats)
Dates: during 1881-1881
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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 »

Once I saw her, my beautiful Edith, once, as the coach rolled away from the door. They told me -there were two of them, and they held me by either arm, although I tried to shake them off - they told me that she was to go home, that I could not follow just then, not until I got better of the fever. I never shall get better. Not here, in Buenos Ayres, in my counting-room. I call this my counting-room, though people look at me as if they did not believe what I say, - the look, you know...

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

...does not Edith Austen come to me? Shall

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

...raving madman. What might have happened had not two other pedestrians fortunately approached, I do not pretend to say. Yet, previous to that occurrence, till within two or three days, at least, no one had appeared to suspect him of not being in his right mind. My poor sister Edith! How she has suffered in this sad affair! It comes to light, however, when all is said and done, that some of his college friends had noted some inexplicable mystery about his conduct, even at the very time of young Maymore's disappearance...

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