He soon after asked Edith for a parting song, and while listening to her sweet voice, as it mingled with the breezy strains of the harp, my excited spirit recovered its equilibrium.

I thought with regret and pain, of the levity, so unwonted in me, which had wounded a heart so frank and true, and found as much difficulty in keeping back my tears, as a moment before I had done my laughter.
As soon as Edith had finished her song, he rose to take leave.

He came to me last, to the little recess in the window where I stood, and extended his hand as he had done to Mrs.Linwood and Edith.

He looked hurt rather than angry, disappointed rather than sad.
"Forgive me," said I, in a low voice; "I value your friendship too much to lose it without an effort." The tears were in my eyes; I could not help it.

I was sorry, for they expressed far more than I meant to convey.