Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 112: what you’re looking at

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HAO YUM YY Wain Le wl ObLaAILSs: Hazel arose and followed her guide up the wide, beautiful stair-way, and was ushered into a lofty room on the second floor. Here she found two ladies, one a genial, pleasant- looking old lady of about sixty years, with the love- liest white hair,.clustering about her face, and an imperial, handsome woinan, who instantly chilled Pr by the critical glance that she bestowed upon er, | There was also a young girl 1 oe lis saucy, merry elf, with rosy cheeks and dancing, mischief- loving eyes, yet having a straightforward, honest look in them, that attracted Hazel atonce. “You are Miss Gay ?” remarked the younger of the two ladies, inquiringly, and glancing at the card that Hazel had sent up, “Yes, madain."” “And you have called, I presume, in answer to the advertisement regarding a governess and com- panion, You are very prompt in your application.” Hazel flushed slightly at this. “The reason for my coming so early ‘is that my school closes this week, and my time will be very fully oceupied later,” she quietly explained, “Do you graduate then?’ inquired Mrs. Stewart, for it was she who was in search of a governess and companion for Belle. “T do.” “T suppose you have a recommendation of your qualifications,” the lady observed, studying the beau- tiful face and tigure opposite her, Hazel took an envelope from the dainty little bag that she carried, and passed it to her. “Hum !” remarked Mrs. Stewart, after running her eyes overit. “‘I shonld judge that you were a favo-