Witch Hazel; or, The Secret of the Locket — page 92: what you’re looking at

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stood that if the young nan had a theory he did not wish to reveal it In that presence. “You are very modest,” he said, a slight smile of amusement enrling his lips, ‘hut I wanted your opin- ion of the ease. Did you discover any local or or- ganic trouble ?” “No, sir; nothing of the kind. I—think that the attack was produced by some sudden and terrible shock,”’ Percy replied, in a low tone, with another glance at the duchess. “That is my idea exactly. Miss Stewart is in alto- gether too sound a condition to be overcome by any ordinary occurrence—never fainted in her life before, her mother tells me, I tried to get at the bottom of the matter, but our patient evaded ine very cleverly ; just gave anervous little laugh, and said she sup- posed there must be a first time, only she hoped it would never happen again. She says she reimem- bers falling, with a terrible sensation at her heart and in her throat, but nothing wore until she heard a strange voice and found you at her bedside. Mind you. she does not say @ word about anything that happened before she fell,” Sir Henry concluded, im- pressively. Percy could see that he suspected that something had occurred more than was allowed to appear, but he did not feel at liberty to divulge what he had discovered. It could do Miss Stewart no possible good; it might, instead, result in causing a great deal of trouble and unhappiness for her. He resolved to keep his own counsel, for the present at least, aud if he ever contided in any one it should be the young lady herself. He made no reply to Sir Henry Harwood’s remark, es after ioe ‘cyl ea glance, the great physician abruptly changed the subjee Q ey sat chatting familiarly for half an hour Pet eoinicuec eo