Stella Rosevelt — page 163: what you’re looking at

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A GREAT SHOCK. 157 a regretful sigh as she glanced from the window and saw the bright sunshine tinting everything with a golden light. ‘‘Can’t help it; it’s got to be done,” the housekeeper re- sponded, grimly. ‘‘I expect,” she went on, her thin lips curling ith a curious expression of scorn, ‘‘if madam don't work her- self on Sunday she thinks she’s keeping the Sabbath in a proper manner and according to law and gospel, no matter how much her servants may have to do, I’ve a notion that perhaps her Bible don’t read like mzne, that part where it says ‘thou, nor thy man-servant, nor thy maid-servant,’ must have been left out of those velvet covers of hers. But you go away, Miss Star. If I’ve got to break one of the ‘thou shalt nots,’ you ain’t going to bea partner in my sin,” she conciuded, as the young girl sat down to the table and began to open a large package of raisins which lay there. ‘‘No, indeed, Mrs. Blunt, I am not going away ; J am going to help you; and if we work nimbly together, perhaps we can get through in season to go over to the chapel for evening service ;’ and she pulled out a great bunch of the fruit and began to pick it from the stems. ‘‘Miss Star, I couldn't consent to it no way; I couldn’t have iton my conscience that you should do it,” the woman returned, real distress pictured on her honest face. ‘“Now, be reasonable, Mrs. B., do,” Star said, coaxingly. ‘If you had so much to do yesterday that you cou/dn’t do this work, and it must be done to-day, Z shall not feel that I am doing anything wrong to help you, and J’m going fo.” “Well,” the housekeeper said, with a sigh of resignation, ‘‘that cake has got to be baked to-day, and it would take me six mortal hours to clean that fruit alone, let alone the making and baking. I’m sure it’s real good of you to offer to help me, put—there are your fingers, Miss Star Af ‘I know it, and nimble ones you'll find them, too,” inter- rupted the young girl, smiling. ‘‘Now, don’t raise any more (COPA OOO KS (EO)