Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 312: what you’re looking at

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reealled Lord Nelsoxr’s words when he bent over. Hazel's unconscious form in the anteroom, | “T could not bear that anything should happen to} her now,” he had said, and the “now” seemed to imply some claim, some new-born hope which he could not relinquish. Conld it be possible that they were already engaged? Nothing in Hazel’s words or manner had led him to suspect that any formal dec- laration ot affection had passed between herself and Lord Nelson; but now Helena’s insinuations, to- gether with what he had himself witnessed after leaving the court-room, aroused his worst fears, and mnade the future seem almost hopeless to him. “Have you enjoyed your seven’ in Paris, Dr. Morton?” Helena asked, perzectly satisfied with the result of her thrust, but feeling the silence becoming awkward. : “In some respects it has been enjoyable—in all re- spects it has been helpful, whichis what 1 needed more than enjoyment,” he replied. *T shall not be surprised if, some day, we hear of your being knighted for skill in your profession, and that you will write a prefix before your naine as well as M. D. after it,” said the zvirlusweeping him a glance that was intended to be bewildering, “JT shall be satisfied without either prefix or suffix if [am only successful in relieving some of the ills of a Percy responded, gravely. “Still it is pleasant to have one’s services appre- ciated, and a title is not to be despised.” “No, that is true; but, in my opinion, the gratifi- cation which comes from the faithful discharge of one’s duties, and a clear conscience, are worth even more than a title.” : Helena colored and shot asearching SaHeeRAR,