Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 96: what you’re looking at

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and a day or two more will serve to wake you quite yourself again.” “T am already quite myself, with the exception of a trifle of weakness, if mamma and our friend, the duchess, would only allow me to think so,” Miss Stewart replied, in a marvelously sweet, rich voice, while she turned a full, clear glance upon the young doctor. ‘They are making altogether too much of a simple fainting turn,” she added, with asstwmued in- difference. “A simple fainting turn, Helena! I pray I may never witness a serious one. then,” Mis. Stewart ex- claimed, bestowing an anxious glance upou ler daughter. “It. is the greatest mystery what could have caused it.”’ Miss Stewart shrugged her shoulders impatiently. “Oh, vever mind what caused it, mamma; itis past now. Let us talk of something more agreeable. Dr. Morton, did you ever see a more delightful place than Osterly Park in the month of May ?” Percy had been observing his patient very closely, and he was quick to notice the little shiver that ran over her, when her mother had touched upon the cause of her illness; the vervous twitching of her beautiful lips, and the quiver of her white lids, and he was more than eyer sure that the glove and ring, which even theu were safely tucked within his vest- pocket, were very closely connected with the inystery of yesterday’s startling occurrence. “Truly I never did,” he replied, willing to humor her by changing the subject, and strangely influenced by the peculiar charm of hermanner. ‘! have often admired the place from a distance, but I never real- ized a tithe of its beauty until I was summened here yesterday. While I deeply deplore ee CP RSitV that brought me here, J cannot fail to a auguescacae