Excerpt from Hester Stanley's Friends The next morning how perfect was the sun shine pouring over the sheer velvet lawns and through the crimson flames of the roses; how sweet was the breath of the honeysuckle; how intoxicating the full soft wind blowing apart the curtains; how delicious all the sense of light and beauty and luxury!' - the sense, too, that here she could stay indefinitely if she would; here, Where there were no lesson bells, no teachers, no hours, no bonds, no restraints at all, but just delightful pleasure and rest and idleness! Well, She was a little tired, and that must be her excuse if pleasure seemed too pleasant. 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.