Stella Rosevelt — page 296: what you’re looking at

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ae 290 FOSEPHINE’S INGRATITUDE. ~~ She swallowed the stimulus mechanically, and then began to shiver, as if from the cold. ‘‘] remember,” she murmured, all the color fading from her face again, and they feared another season of unconsciousness would follow. ‘‘Ts he dead?” she asked, a moment after, beginning to rally once more. ‘‘Ves; he was killed instantly,” Ralph Meredith returned. ‘¢ And Josephine—Miss Richards—is she safe?” Everybody looked surprised at this query, for no one had had any idea that that young lady had been in any danger until now. ‘Yes; Miss Richards is safe,” Mr. Rosevelt answered; but a frown contracted his brow as he began to understand that Star had sacrificed her own safety and endangered her own life to save that of an ungrateful girl. No one had been able to gather from Josephine's excited and incoherent acccunt anything save that a mad dog had attacked Miss Gladstone in the woods. She said not a word of how the _ noble girl had come to her rescue, warned her of her danger, and then put into execution a hazardous plan to secure her safety. There was not an atom of gratitude in her heart toward Star for having done this heroic deed—no softening, no sense of sorrow or repentance for her own unkindness in the past, or for the insult which she had only that day offered her; there was only a sense of triumph’ that she herself was safe, no matter how or at whose risk. When they came, bringing Star back—for she was still too weak to walk—to the spot where they had all gathered so gay and thoughtless that morning, there was a look of sadness and sympathy in every countenance save those of Mrs. Richards and her daughter, who stole away by themselves, jealous of the in- > | “comicbooks.co