Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 90: what you’re looking at

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narrow escape. Moreover, he had expresseda desire to make Dr. Morton's acquaintance, aud if he was agreeable her jladyship said that she would senda servant to tell him that he was there. Perey expressed his pleasure at the opportunity offered him, with kindling eyes. He had often heard the eminent physician spoken of while he was studying in London, but he had never seen lim, and now he esteemed it apiece of ood fortune to be introduced to him under such avorable circumstances. The duchess sent her inessage, and in the course of fifteen minutes the servant ushered a distinguished looking man, of perhays forty-five or eight years, in- to the room. He possessed a grand physique; was tall and kingly in his bearing, with a tine open face. a broad intellectual brow, from which his heavy iron-gray hair was tossed carelessly back. His eye was keen and piercing as a lance, but kindly in expression; his features somewhat massive but clearly cut— every line showing thought and great strength of character. Percy’s heart throbbed with a deep respect, almost amounting to reverence, as he arose to greet him. “Ah! 80 thisis Dr. Morton," Sir Henry remarked, as her grace introduced them, while he searched the young man’s face with earnest scrutiny—‘taking his ineasure,” Percy thought. “Well,IT am truly glad to meet you, sir,’’ he con- tinued, and the hearty clasp of his hand testified to the sincerity of his words. Perey replied that the pleasure was mutual, and ee ed ee had found his fair ne. 4 “Very comfortable, young mau—very comfortable, thanks to your prompt and efficient tresumene Sut