Stella Rosevelt — page 269: what you’re looking at

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STAR'S DELIGHT. 263 and, besides, I hope to help you bear it for a good many years to come, if my health keeps on improving as it has done during the last few months; and then, I reckon, it will not be very difficult to find some one else who would be willing to take a share of the burden,” Mr. Rosevelt concluded, slyly. Star flushed, and then her face grew sad. She knew that he meant she would find suitors for her hand; but she could not forget her first love, and she knew that she snould never meet another who would win the place in her heart which she had given to Archibald Sherbrooke, unworthy as she believed him to be of it. That evening Miss Meredith and her brother called. ‘‘How fortunate that you came to-night,” Star said to the young lady during their conversation. ‘‘ You would have missed us if you had waited longer, for to-morrow we go to Newport for a few weeks.” “Do you? That is delightful, for we have our rooms en- gaged there also for next week, and intend to remain a month,” Miss Meredith returned, with evident pleasure, while Mr Ralph Meredith, who was conversing with Mr. Rosevelt, but with one ear open toward the young ladies, felta sudden heart-throb at the intelligence. ‘‘Newport is very gay this summer, I am told,” Miss Mere- dith continued. ‘‘ ‘Everybody,’ so to speak, is there, and it is ene of the most charming places in the world to visit. Have you ever been there, Miss Gladstone?” ‘‘No,” Star answered. ‘‘I have been so busy with my studies ever since I came to this country, that I have not been any where. ” i ‘Since you came to this country !” Grace Meredith repeated. . ‘Are you not-an American?” ‘“No; I am an English girl, and it will be two years in November since I left merrie England.” ‘*Are you some lady of high degree, come here to get your Gomichbooks.Go