Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 214: what you’re looking at

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on “Oh, what haye I done!” Belle exelaimed., terribly alarmed. ‘Tell me, what has happened to you?’ The fearful pain had restored Hazel fully to her senses, for she had not been conscious of anything, — cielena lett ber, until she heard Belle ealling er. “TY think IT must have fainted,” she said, weakly, ‘‘and I believe iny arm is badly hurt. Do you think that you can help me into the house?” “Of course I can, Let me put my arm around your waist—so; and you put your well one around mine. There! now I believe we can go nicely. To think of your being out here all alone in a dead ae !» exclaimed the kind-hearted child, regret- ully. She supported her tenderly to the house and up to their sitting-room without attracting the attention of any one. But Hazel was in great distress, and Belle cried out in a voice of horror when she turned up the gas and saw her poor, injured arm. It was badly swollen; there were three purple marks—almost indentations—asif from the pressure of eruel fingers, just above the wrist, and ‘a livid line and lump where it had hit against the sharp back of the seat. She could not moye it, and it hung limp and use- less by her side. “Tam afraid one of the bones is broken,’ Hazel said, touching that unsightly lump; then with the uninjured hand she tried to lift the helpless one, but asharp cry broke from her, and she sank almost fainting again upon the nearest chair. “Oh, I hope not!” Belle cried, gazing at her with startled, sympathetic eyes, “how could you haved it? You must have fallen upon it in soe Gray