Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 377: what you’re looking at

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Belle and Marie both regarded Mrs. Stewart in speechless amazement for a moment, and then they turned their wondering faces upon each other, utter- ly nnable to comprehend so strange an assertion. Mrs. Stewart then proceeded to relate all that had occurred in the court-roow, and bow it had resulted in the acquittal and release of Hazel. Both girls listened with the closest attention, for to them it was a romance of the rarest type; and when at last the narrator finished her tale, Marie looked up with shining, eager eyes, remarking: “Tam so happy for mainma! How thankful she must be to tind her own daughter—and such a daugh- ter, too!” Mrs. Stewart turned to the beautiful girl, greatly moved. “And [ also—am not J thankful to have found such a dauxhter, too?’ she said, tremulously. “Do you think Mrs. Rarlescourt will ever forgive me for my treatment of Hazel—for turning her away from nry home when I should have shielded and helped her, even as the ducheas has done ?” “I ani sure she will,” replied Marie, earnestly. ‘Let us go to her. IE want her to know how glad I am for her, and—I must tell her about myself, too.” Mrs. Stewart arose and took the fair girl in her arms. “My dear, are you glad of the discovery you have made to-day? Are you glad to know that you are iny child ?” she asked, searching her flushed face. “Yes,” she answered, tremulously, but the sweet Voice faltered. She was glad on some accounts, but, oh! so wretched on others, “Shall you be willing to come to me, MAiRePOS:o™