Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 37: what you’re looking at

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She had only met him three or four times. She would have regarded any other man as almost a stranger, aud resented such an arrangement as an offivious proceeding; but there was something about Adrien Earlescourt that proclaimed him a royal gentleman. He was 80 courteous, 80 innately noble— he had managed this matter so delicately aud in such a spirit of true friendliness, that she could not fail to be grateful, and instantly all her burden of care, anxiety, and dread dropped from her, and she ex- perienced a sense of protection and rest that was as delightful as it was unexpected. Auother circumstance that won her admiration was his truthfulness. Both his words and manner told her plainly that he had pees this trip hop- ing to be of service to her and her mother. He did not attempt to disguise the fact, although it was so delicately intimated that the most prudish could take no offense. “T ain very glad,” she said, simply; but her tone rather than her words told him how glad she was, and the:man's great heart throbbed with a strange pleasure over the quietly spoken words. They fell into an easy chat after that, until a stiff breeze began to blow, and Mr. Earlescourt insisted upon finding his companion a sheltered nook where she would be more comfortable. “Does the motion of the vessel affect you dis- agreeably?’ he asked, as he arranged her chair and then wrapped her robe about her to protect her trom the keen air. “Not at all. Iam agood sailor: Iam never sick,” she replied; and again the man’s heart thrilled as he looked forward to eight days of rare pleasure in the society of this beautiful woman, And they proved to be days which neither of them ever forgot. Mrs. Gerard was obliged to yield herself a martyr to sea-sickness, and was confined to her berth dur- ing most of the passage, her only desire being *‘to be alone.” The weather was delightful all the way; the days were bright and sunny, aud every morning, as s00n as all Mrs. Gerard’s needs had been provided for, found Emelie Graham on deck, eozily ensconced in some se gat ‘| a gi cg eoeeagen see secured for her, where she would spend hours with,some¢ in- teresting book, or in chatting with her Mecinetve tac