Stella Rosevelt — page 368: what you’re looking at

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362 “7 HAVE BEEN MAD.” ‘‘Perhaps you do not know that he played the role of devoted lover to Miss Gladstone this summer,” she sneered, hoping to make him jealous. Lord Carrol flushed. He had mistrusted something of this from what Ralph had told him. He did not believe that Star would have confessed what she had to him, except to convince him that she could ‘never entertain feelings of affection toward any one save the man who, as she supposed, had wronged her. ‘‘Miss Gladstone is my afhanced wife,” he replied, proudly, feeling that he had a perfect right to regard and speak of her as such, knowing that she still loved him, and that his explana- tions to her would re-establish their former relations. ‘‘ But,” he added, as he stepped aside now to allow her to pass, ‘‘ it is useless to prolong this interview; only let me caution you, Miss Richards, to remember that while you show proper respect for me and mine, I shall also tender you the respect belonging to a lady.” She was as white as her spotless dress now. He could see by the moonlight that she had grown perfectly ghastly, but there was a wild, fearful light in her eyes. ‘* My hate will follow you both,” she said, hoarsely, ‘‘and I tell you I will ruin your lives if I can.” She dashed by him with the speed of a fawn and disappeared from his sight, leaving him standing there wonder-stricken that a creature so beautiful to look upon could possess so depraved a nature. : Eomicbooks.co