Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 277: what you’re looking at

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ou are very, very £00 she said, tremulously; “hut I ain afraid I ought not-—” ‘Indeed you ought, he returned, smiling; ‘tat least, let me take you home for the night, and you can de- cide on the 1inorrow what will be best for you to do. Come, my carriage is at the door and I will drive you directly there.”’ Hazel would have much preferred going up stairs to her own room, but Mrs. Stewart, feeling the re- proof of Lord Nelson’s kindness more than she would have eared to own, and angered by itas well, stood by coldly and proudly silent, and the young girl Sora not remain where she felt she was not wante The sun was setting, night was coming on. She was weary with the excitement of the “day, and faint, forshe had eaten nothing sinee morning; so when the young lord came forward, and gently took her hand to lead her from the house, she did not re- sist, although-Belle kissed her with streaming eyes, and declared that it was ‘‘a burning shame to turn her out of doors like that.” When they reached the duchess’ villa Lord Nelson led her to the library, put her into a comfortable chair, then sought his grandmother and related all that had occurred, not forgetting. to express his hot displeasure of the Stewarts’ heartlessness, nor to tell what action he had taken in the matter. To his great disappointment her .grace’s judgment was against Hazel. She told him that she considered the evidence very strong against her, and she could not fail to regard her as “euilty unless the other neck- lace—if there was another—should be found. But at the same time her heart was full of com- passion for the friendless girl, and she told her ‘‘dear boy” that ‘he had done perfectly right a wee Hazel to her,’—that she was surpriss Stewart’s attitude, and pained by her lac ORM a akere din