Excerpt from Tricotrin the Story of a Waif and Stray, Vol. 3 of 3 In the long winter nights she would move toward the win dow; and draw aside its little red curtain, and sit for hours looking out to where the swollen river roared between its banks, - the river that swept westward to the sea. Summer and winter she watched for that which never came: the earth holds no greater agony. 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.