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Agnes Maynard; Or, Day Dreams and Realities, by the Author of 'the Garden in the Wilderness'.
Agnes Maynard Or Day Dreams and Realities by the Author of 'the Garden in the Wilderness' Author:Agnes Maynard General Books publication date: 2009 Original publication date: 1853 Notes: This is a black and white OCR reprint of the original. It has no illustrations and there may be typos or missing text. When you buy the General Books edition of this book you get free trial access to Million-Books.com where you can select from more than a million book... more »s for free. Excerpt: 29 CHAPTER III. OLD MEMORIES. "How well I remember this place," said Charles Grenville, as they entered the house; " it seems but yesterday that I was here, and it is how many years ago ? it must be ten at least," he added, thoughtfully. " I passed a vacation here with my schoolfellow, Alfred Lucas, but you were a little child then, perhaps you can scarcely remember so far back." " Oh, yes ! I recollect those Midsummer holidays," said Agnes. " Your aunt, too," continued he, musingly, as if not hearing her observation, she was a woman, so kind, so thoughtful of every one but herself." " My poor aunt," said Agnes, but as she spoke she abruptly led the way into the garden, for they were in the drawing- room the windows of which opened into it. The mention of her aunt had brought to her mind a flood of recollections; Charles Gren- ville had unconsciously touched a chord that had long lain silent; and overwhelmed on a sudden with the thought of the contrast between what she now was and what her aunt would have wished her to be -- what she might indeed have been but for her own inconstancy and lightness of purpose (for she did not yet know that vanity was the bitter root from which sprung all her faults), she began nervously to busy herself with picking some violets which grew in a border near the house. " Do you like violets, Mr. Grenville ?" she said, in a tone of forced composure, but through which he perceived that some great emotion was. struggling for utterance. He took no notice of the question, but quietly came and stood by her, and after a silence of a few moments began -- " I hope you will let m...« less