Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 163: what you’re looking at

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eno interruption just “Just for once, Miss pleaded the young lord. Hazel glanced up arehly at him, while a laugh of amusement rippled over her red lips. “Tf Tam not misinformed, it was by your advice that a governess was engaged for Belle, and you are the last person I should expeet would tempt me from my duty to your little friend. No, Lord Hartwell, I cannot ¢o,” she said, in a tone from which there was no appeal. i * “T stand condemned,” the young man returned, “and I honor you for your firmness, Miss Gay. ButI really wish both you and Belle to visit this charming spot, and there may be no other opportunity. Would you go after your study hours are over, if it could be arranged?” “With Mrs. Stewart’s permission, yes, and thank | you for your kind thoughtfulness,” Hazel responded, with heightened color, | His face lighted, a amile wreathed his lips as he noticed it. This fair girl’s beauty and sweetness were fast making a slave of him. | “Mrs. Stewart shall be interviewed this very evening.” he said. “Now come in and give me this waltz that the orchestra has just struck up, and I shall be amply repaid for my thoughtful- ness.” ‘But, Lord Hartwell, I have just danced with you,” Hazel objected, not because she didnot enjoy him as a partner, but tearing she would make herself con- spicuous by monopolizing so much of his time and society. “Never mind; I want this waltz with you, and then [ promise not to ask you again—this evening,” he 2 por ree ; 3 azel laughed merrily. *T am afraid Ishall be paying you a ommicee COIL - at present, Gay; it could not matter,”