Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 94: what you’re looking at

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- Percy could not refuse this hearty, off-hand invita- tion, while he felt mere and more drawn toward the man every moment. So they rode back together, Perey accompanying his superior to the station, whiere he remained until the train arrived. “Do you ever run up to London, Morton?” Sir Henry asked, just as he was about to enter a coach. “Occasionally; buéI am sticking pretty close to business just now. ‘You understand—I have my reputation to make,” Percy answered, smiling, “That is right; but come to see we when you are intown. You will always tind me at this address from four to six, Pp. M., and after eightin the even- ing. I want to see nore of you, young man.” He slipped a ecard into his hand as he spoke. Percy thanked him; then the two men shook hhands warmly as Sir Henry stepped aboard, and the train steamed away toward London, while our young physician went back to his office, feeling that the day had been a remarkably eventful oue fosdiiiggooks.com