Excerpt from A Tourist Idyl, and Other Stories, Vol. 2 of 2<br><br>We understood each other. There was a. Peculiar tie between us, owing to our having been brought up together, and to her being just near enough to me in age to share all my youthful vagaries, and just enough ahead of me to keep a motherly look-out when they threatened to grow serious. My parents died before I can remember, and I went at once to live with my grandmother and the uncle and aunt who were so much more my own con temporaries than my mother's that they have always been to me simply Edgar and Rice. What good times we used to have down there Te weren't rich. My grandmother had no thing but a small jointure and a little house she bought in the early days of her widowhood.<br><br>About the Publisher<br><br>Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com<br><br>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.