Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 360: what you’re looking at

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thing desperate ?” “Papa is away in Edinburgh on business, and | mamma, grandmamma, and [ran downto Brighton | just to Sen the day; they have gone out driv- | Ing and have come to visit you if you will have é. Marie had not been told of the nature of her mother’s errand to Brighton, for she could not be sure what would be the result of it; therefore she had allowed Marie to go to Belle while they went to Hazel's trial. “Tf I will haye you! You know I am just de- lighted, and to-day of all days, when [I feel too wretched for anything,” Belle responded, between smiles and tears. “Sure enough, dear, you do look very miserable— have you been ill?” asked Marie, remarking her pual- lor aud heavy eyes. “No, not ill, though I havé nearly cried my eyes eut. Of course you have heard about Hazel.” “No, indeed, not a word. What about her?” Marie asked, surprised. “Itis a long story,” replied Belle, with a heavy sigh; “but come down on the rocks, [ have a nice lunch herein wy basket and we will stay all day; then I will tell you all about it on the way.” They turned their steps toward a wild, quiet spot, where the rocks towered high and rugged above the water, and as they went, Belle related the story of Hazel's great trouble, and she did not spare her own relatives in the narration. “Itis dreadful; but of course it is all a mistake, for Miss Gay could never do anything so dis- honorable,” Marie suid at the conclusion of the nar- rative, while a flush of indignation HAAWEE RA