Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 31: what you’re looking at

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single instant. Adrien Earlescourt laid his unconscious burden upon a lounge, and then went to find Mrs. Asbleigh and their hostess. Fortunately they were both in the great hall, and he conducted them to the library, and then left Emelie Graham in their care, picking up the paper she had dropped, as he went out of the room, shutting the door after him. He went up stairs to the smoking-room, and seat- ing himself in a quiet corner, he turned to that column of names, Yes, there it was—the dagger that had stricken her—and the man's face grew pale as he realized something of the agouy thatsbe had suttered, and muat still suffer. ‘Mr, A H. Graham, Miss Florence H. Graham, and maid,” he read, and a cold chill ran over hii, as he thought of those dear ones lying fathoms deep at the bottom of the ocean, When Emelie Graham recovered consciousness, it was only to experience such suffering as few people are called upon to endure in this life. She knew that her husband and child were dead, and the blow was a doubly bitter one beeause she had not known that her daughter was to accolupany her father, he having intended to leave her in the care of a widowed sister, while he and his wife re- mained abroad, The shock was more than she could endure, and ag a months the lovely woman was ill nigh unto death. But for her mother she would bave made no effort to live; her broken life, she said, would not be worth the living. Still for Mrs, Gerard's sake she strug- led slowly back to health, for, aside froin her daugh- ter, the elder woman had not a relative in the world. Mrs, Graham received every attention d eat interest and sympathy were Tianifested Giro aan . © ee ed