Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 126: what you’re looking at

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when he had always devoted himself to her in every possible way. “Lam sorry if I have ever given you cause to think that; you have always been all that was kind and good. I have not meant to be cold or reserved,’ she continued, rising and laying one hand upon his arm; “forgive me for unconsciously wound- ing you, my brother." That last word smote him Honig a for she had _ evi- dently uttered it with an effort, while he longed to be 80 much mere thau a brother to her. She was so leyely standing there in her fresh, oung beauty, and her touch thrilled every fiber of 1S bolas until, for a moment, he lost control o7 him- self. He caught her to him in a fond embrace. “You shall not sue for forgiveness for an uninten- tional wrong,” he said, in a low, eager tone, ‘perhaps I have been too exacting—have expected too much. [have forgotten that you are grown to young lady- hood, and of late, I have missed your childish ex- pressions of affection. But, oh! Hazel, if you would only give up this wild scheme! think a moment, dear, [am all alone in the world, but for you, and now you imsist upon leaving me.” She looked up archly, and strove to conceal her emotion thus, though her face was like the clouds at sunset, while she trembled within his clasping arms to which she yielded for one delicious moment, telling herself that it was for the last time. “But you have done without me all these years that I have been at school, and I have done without you!” she began playfully, never dreaming that he would lay her words to heart in the way he did. ee aap alte 8 we can get along without each other indefinitely—all the affection, all thd? Gergaiwral