Stella Rosevelt — page 127: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

THE CAMEO RING. 121 had worn a few times, and then tiring of it, had thrown it into her jewel-box, where it had lain unheeded until to-night, when a sudden whim had caused her to put it on. ‘‘TIt is a very finely carved cameo,” he said, after a few mo- ments, during which he had regarded it intently. ‘‘I once saw one so nearly like it that I do not think I could distinguish it from this. It belonged to—to a friend of mine, although that was in the form of a pin.” ‘‘Was your friend a lady or gentleman?” Josephine asked, quickly and not giving herself time to realize that she was betraying undue curiosity. ‘CA gentleman,” he returned, briefly. ‘It is a pretty trifle which was given to me by a relative,” Josephine said, without even wincing at the /e, yet feeling guilty and uncomfortable to have the stone recognized. ‘‘Tt is evidently quite a valuable cameo,” Lord Carrol re- turned, thoughtfully, ‘‘and the person of whom I spoke prized the one he had very highly, for he is something of an artist, and had it carved in Italy after a design which he made himself.” ‘“‘Indeed! Is your artist an Eng/lishman?” Miss Richards asked, with downcast eyes, and more interested in this matter than she cared to appear. ‘‘Ves; and his name is Sherbrooke—Archibald Sherbrooke,” Lord Carrol replied, while he regarded her intently. Josephine started, and the color tlamed into her face. Archibald Sherbrooke! The name smote her unpleasantly, for she remembered those two initials, ‘‘A. S.,” which were marked on the back of the setting of the cameo, and having two tiny strawberry leaves engraved underneath. Could it be possible that Star—the despised girl at Ycnkers— knew Archibald Sherbrooke, the /rzend of Lord Carrol, and that he had given this elegant cameo to her? ee Gomilchooks. Go =)