Stella Rosevelt — page 107: what you’re looking at

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THE UNWELCOME GUFST. IOI ‘‘She must be a pleasant addition to your family, George; she was a very attractive girl.” ‘““Ahem!” that gentleman replied, avoiding the keen eye fixed upon him. ‘‘ Yes; she is a smart and talented girl; she will make a fine woman, without doubt. Would you like to see her to-night?” | ‘No; I believe I am too tired. I will go to the lodge now, if you please: I can see her to-morrow;” and the old man arose again. Mr. Richards led the way from the room, getting his baggage; from the hall, and then took him through the dining-room to lead him out by a side door. As they passed through the hall, sounds of music and laughter came to them from the drawing-room; and had any one been watching Mr. Rosevelt closely, he might have seen his lips curl with something like scorn and his eyes gleam indignantly, in spite of his weariness. As Mr. Richards opened the outside door leading out upon the veranda, a slight figure sprang up from the step, and Star, with a startled glance, turned and confronted them. A look of surprise swept over her face as she saw Mr. Richards’ companion; then, with a low cry of joy, she darted forward and seized Mr. Rosevelt by the hand. ‘Oh, sir,” she said, tremulously, ‘‘I was afraid I should never see you again! How glad I am to meet you once \?? more ! Mr. Rosevelt recognized her at once, and recognized, too, the heartiness and sincerity of her welcome. ‘There was nothing forced or constrained about either her words or manner, ‘Ah, Miss Star, Iam as glad to see you as you can: possibly be to see me,” he said, shaking her hand warmly. ‘‘I little thought,” he went on, ‘‘that when you and I were faring so poorly together that we were bound for the same place. I in- GoOmicbooks (E(0)