She gave an unvoluntary glance around as if seeking some way of escape . There was none , for the spring was set about with thick young firs and Alan blocked the only path . He leaned forward and took her hands in his . `` Miss Oliver , you must tell me what the trouble is , '' he said firmly . She pulled her hands away and flung them up to her face , her form shaken by stormy sobs . In distress he put his arm about her and drew her closer . `` Tell me , Lynde , '' he whispered tenderly . She broke away from him , saying passionately , `` You must not come to Four Winds any more . You must not have anything more to do with us -- any of us . We have done you enough harm already . But I never thought it could hurt you -- oh , I am sorry , sorry ! '' `` Miss Oliver , I want to see that letter you received the other evening . Oh '' -- as she started with surprise -- `` I know about it -- Emily told me . Who wrote it ? '' `` There was no name signed to it , '' she faltered . `` Just as I thought . Well , you must let me see it . '' `` I can not -- I burned it . '' `` Then tell me what was in it . You must .
This matter must be cleared up -- I XXXXX not going to have our beautiful friendship spoiled by the malice of some coward .
Tell am blocked burned come know leaned pulled saying see