Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 175: what you’re looking at

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OOOO OU SS ees 8 eww em vee © * Well, well, young lady, so you've been getting into trouble again. However, you'll stand it well enough, and we will have you fixed all right very shortly.” | He assisted her into the house, made her lie down. upon a lounge in the pretty home-like parlor, and then | proceeded to examine her wound. | “Here, Morton,” he called, as a step sounded with-_ outin the hall, “lend a hand, will you?” and Perey entered the room. | He saw Hazel instantly, for she had followed Helena and the duchess, anxious to learn how serious | the wound was, and hereyes kindled with pleasure. | He smiled and nodded at her, but could not stop to_ speak with her, for Sir Henry’s tone had told him that | he needed him at once. | The wound was not a serious one, although it might have been but for Hazel’s reps treatment and Percy's heart grew warm with. pride and love as the duchess described her wonderful presence of | mind and the way she had bandaged the bleeding | arm. “Tt will soon heal,” Sir Henry said, after the artery had been taken up and the ragged wound skillfully treated, “your blood is young and pure and you will not experience much inconvenience from it; at the same time, Miss Stewart, you owe a great deal to | that plucky young lady; you wonld probably have | bled to death but for that ligature. You're quite a_ little surgeon, wy dear,” he added, turning to where | Hazel had stood. “Bless me! where is she?” he concluded, looking disappointed at not finding her, for the young girl had slipped out unobserved, pony. Sie Ber te rae later alone upon the veranda, looking flushed and weary, a Bx. pression in her deep blue eyes, A EERRNGE:.3