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Excerpt from Vixen, Vol. 3 of 3: A Novel
She went round the gardens and shrubberies in the early morning, looking sadly at everything, as if She were bidding the trees and flowers a long farewell. The rhododendron thickets were Shining with dew, the grassy tracks in that wilderness of verdure were wet and cold under Vixen's feet. She wandered in and out among the groups of wild growing shrubs, rising one above another to the height of forest trees, and then She went out by the old five-barred gate which Titmouse used to jump SO merrily, and rambled in the plantation till the sun was high, and the pines began to breathe forth their incense as the day-god warmed them into life. It was half-past eight. Nine was the hour for breakfast, a meal at which, during the Squire's time, the fragile Pamela had rarely appeared, but which, under the present re'gime, she generally graced with her presence. Captain Winstanley was an early riser, and was not sparing in his contempt for sluggish habits. Vixen had made up her mind never again to sit at meat with her stepfather; so She went Straight to her own den, and told Phoebe to bring her a cup of tea. I don't want anything else, She said wearily when the girl suggested a more substantial break fast I should like to see mamma presently. Do you know if she has gone down 1? About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.