Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 190: what you’re looking at

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She was silent for a moment, and evidently strug- gling with some inward emotion. At last she said, in a low, impassioned voice: “Mamma, you thwarted me once; let me advise you never to meddle with me again.” “But it was for your good. Your life would have been ruined if you had persisted in——” “Hush !’ Helena interrupted, imperatively; but she was pale as snow now. “I will not hear one word about that 2ow.” “You are very ungrateful. Think of the money that Ihave spent trying to help you wina proud posi- tion,” replied Mrs. Stewart, tearfully. She was always worsted in an argument of this kind with Helena. “We will not discuss the subject further,” returned Miss Stewart, haughtily ; and, rising, she swept from the room, closing the door with no light sound be hind her. The girl had at last found her match. Hitherto she had made every one bow to her and render hom- age at her shrine; now the order was reversed, and her proud heart had yielded its most sacred affec- tion to Percy Morton, and she was foreeeweer seen