Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 148: what you’re looking at

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nearer one of the lanterns that were strung along the walk, she appeared to examiue it closely. | “H. 8. to C. O.,” she read aloud, with amusing air, and but for the deadly paleness of her lips Perey would never have imagined that she had ever seen or heard of those initials before. “What a pity for any one tolose anything so choice,” she added, as she returned the ring tohim. ‘Have you looked for any mark upon the glove to identify the owner ?” “There is no ark upon it anywhere save the num- ber,” Percy replied. Perhaps,” Helena suggested, reflectively, “it would be well to hand the glove and ring to her grace, in case inquiry should be made regarding them; she Imay know some one whose name would be suggested by those initials, or, if you like, I will give them to her,” she concluded, as if that were an after thought. “Thank you,” he replied, briefly, and laid both glove aud ring upon her palm, feeling very sure that the duchess would never see either; while as he con- ducted her back to the pavilion his heart was filled with pity not unmingled with disgust, for one who though outwardly so fair was at heart so false and deceitful. Percy Morton alone, out of all her admirers, had read Helena Stewart's character aright. (TO BE CONTINUED.) comichooks.com