Excerpt from A Daughter of the Soil He paused and looked round. Yonder, through its leafy framework, he caught a glimpse of the house, a large, rambling, red-brick mansion with nothing particularly romantic about it. There awaited him his aunt, a dear, erratic, comfortable old body whom he had bullied and teased to his heart's content in his childhood, and of whom he had always been fond after a fashion. There, too, was his cousin Henry, the best fellow in the world, for whom, as long as he could remember, he had entertained a brotherly affection of the calmest and least exacting order, and who had borne his prolonged absence from England with the utmost equanimity. It was certainly not the prospect of meeting his relatives again which thus agitated Anthony. 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.