Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 221: what you’re looking at

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tion a deception of any kind; but she was determined | not to implicate Helena in any way, and thus she) could do nothing but remain silent. Helena had caught the sound of voices in the hall after her mother left the supper-room, and her euri- osity, as well as her fears, being excited, she stole out just as Mrs. Stewart passed up stairs, and found herself face to face with Percy. “Doctor Morton!” she exclaimed; “I thought you had gone long ayo.” “I started,’ he answered, “‘but was called back pro- fessionally.” ‘‘Professionally !”’ she repeated, looking surprised. *T do not understand. Who is ill ?”’ ‘Miss Gay has met with an accident. Her left arm has been broken,” Perey informed her “BROKEN!” she cried, in a tone of horror, while she gave a Violent start, and grew pale to her lips. “How did it happen?’ Percy, not uuwindful of her excessive emotion, watched her narrowly, as he replied: **Miss Belle says that she found her unconscious out in the summer-house, and thinks she must have fallen when she fainted, and thus broken her arm.” “Belle says so! What does \tiss Gay, herself, say?’ Helena demanded, a nervous tremor rendering her voice somewhat unsteady. “She says that she cannot tell how it was done,” Perey answered, his searching eyes looking straight down into the beautiful, but unmistakably anxious face before him, and he was quick to note the look of pe that swept over those faultless features at his words. “Poor child!” she said, with pitying sweetness. “I resi yery, very sorry. I suppose you haye geht or er ?”