Jamieson. Would it please you to
have the little orphan, Edith Hastings, turn out to be an
heiress?"
"Not for my own sake," returned Edith; "but if it would make you
love me more, I should like it;" and she clung closer to him as he
replied,
"Darling that could not be. I loved you with all the powers I had,
even before I knew you were Petrea's child. Beautiful Petrea! I
think you must be like her, Edith, except that you are taller. She
was your father's second wife. This I knew in Germany, and also
that there was a child of Mr. Temple's first marriage, a little
girl, he said."
"A child--a little girl," and Edith started quickly, but the
lightning flash which had once gleamed across her bewildered mind,
when in the Den she stood gazing at the picture of Miggie Bernard,
did not come back to her now, neither did she remember Arthur's
story, so much like Richard's. She only thought that possibly
there was somewhere in the world a dear, half-sister, whom she
should love so much, could she only find her. Edith was a famous
castle-builder, and forgetting that this half-sister, were she
living, would be much older than herself, she thought of her only
as a school-girl, whose home should be at Collingwood, and on whom
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