Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 171: what you’re looking at

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her shapely shoulders, “Come, Harwood,” said Lord Nelson, “we must do the honors for these young ladies; if you will attend Miss Bello, I will escort Miss Gay. iss Stewart,” to Helena, ‘may I leave her grace in your care until our return?” Helena bowed assent with her sweetest amile, but the look which she shot at Hazel, as she took the young lord's proffered arm, showed that she pos-. sessed less of self-control than usual that day. The four young people went off bo ae their explor- ing expedition, and a merry time they had of 1t, for both Belle and Hazel were in their gayest mood, and when they returned they came laden with honey: suckle and fragrant wild roses, Helena was quick to notice the dainty ttle bord- veniere which Lord Nelson wore, and surmised, with more of accuracy than pleasure, whose hand had Maced it there, Hazel had enjoyed her ramble and came back look- dng 80 flushed and happy that the duchess remarked, 8 she approached her: “Dear child, how you enjoy life! if your face is the mirror of your heart, what a well-pring of joy there must be within it.” “Fis lordship’s face seems to he a mirror also, just mow,” Helena observed, in a tone which her grace alone caught, and glancing quickly at him ahe re- marked the look of admiration, blended with some feeling even stronger, with which he was regarding the beautiful girl, She started slightly, and then grew sniddenly grave. What she saw a8 she quietly watched the young people for an hour longer did not tend to lilt the cloud from her brow, and she at last turned to Lord Nelson, remarking: — ; “T think we should be returning very soon, my py ie 5 would like to get homie before the dew begins to Nei < “Any time you choose, your grace,” h@ensinds-m