Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 328: what you’re looking at

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“Indeed it does,” returned Hazel, smiling. “I hardly recognize nyself when I hear the name; but I suppose [ shall soon become accustomed to the change. At all events, [am very glad to know just what I have a right to be called.” “Then you have had your doubts regarding the name you have borne hitherto.” “I have, truly; I huve never felt sure than any- thing but ‘Hazel belonged to me—Gay has always had @ very uncertain sound in my ears,” she replied. “Hazel is a very pretty name, and somehow it seems just suited to yous .ord Nelson remarked, his eyes lingeriug upon her fair face. “You mean, perhaps, when it is preceded by ‘Witch,’” she retorted, roguishly. . “No, indeed; { was not thinking of that sobriquet at all,” he protested. “How then?” she asked. “T do not know as I can explain it clearly,” he re- turned; “perhaps it is sone charm in the grouping of the letters that exactly suits the charm of your manner.” Hazel looked up, giving her head a saucy little toss. “Oh, Lord Hartwell! what barefaced flattery! I would not have believedit of you,” she said, merriiy. “Do not accuse me of that,’’ his lordship bexzan, eagerly, but Hazel laughingly went on: “See how differently different penvle judge! My mother has just been telling me that when I was a little child I was as mischievous as a young monkey, and that was why wy father gave we thatsuggestive prefix. Perey, too, would tell you that was the only a reaeouee aout “3 the i for only he anc now what a tria lave been ) i erratic moods and 1rovements in Neen Mae oat