Stella Rosevelt — page 53: what you’re looking at

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BITTER DISAPPOINTMENT. a7 CHAPTER V. BITTER DISAPPOINTMENT. ‘‘What does this mean?” she demanded, passionately. ‘‘Why am I received in this strange, this heartless manner, by my mother’s cousin? Why does she presume to cast aspersions upon my father and mother, and talk about print dresses, and assigning me duties as if I were a mere servant?” Mrs. Blunt’s breath was fairly taken away by these swift, in- dignant sentences and questions, and she could only gaze at the young girl in speechless surprise for a few moments. Star was wondrously beautiful then, in spite of her soiled and disordered attire, with her flashing eyes, her blazing cheeks, her delicate, dilating nostrils, her scornful, curling lips, and proudly poised head. _ ‘*What does it mean, I say?” repeated Star, impatient at the woman's silence. Mrs. Blunt found her’tongue at last. ‘‘Mercy on us, child!” she ejaculated, her astonishment ex- tending to her tones. ‘‘ You've a temper of your own, or I’m much mistaken; and you'll need it, too, if you're going to live in this house.” Then she added, more thoughtfully : ‘‘T’m afraid, miss, you’ve come over here with a wrong im- pression—I really am.” ‘‘What do you mean?” Star asked. ‘‘ How have I come with a wrong impression ?” ‘‘What did you expect when you started to come to America to live with Mrs. Richards?” the housekeeper. asked, evading her questions by putting another. (E(@) =) eGhooks#Eo