Stella Rosevelt — page 208: what you’re looking at

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202 STAR’S DETERMINATION. past year? But it is folly for me to give heed to your idle words. I command you to return directly to your room, and hold no intercourse with any one, and to-morrow I will decide what course to pursue with reference to your future.” She had been planning to pack her off to Brooklyn with one of the servants until Lord Carrol’s visit should be ended, and thus avoid all possibility of an interview and its attendant ex- planations. But Star did not move. She remained standing quietly by Mr. Rosevelt’s chair, as if she had not heard her command. ‘‘Did you hear what I said?” she demanded, sharply. ‘“Yes, madam.” ‘*Well, do you intend to obey me?” ‘No, madam.” “¢ What!” ‘‘T refuse to recognize your authority over me from this moment. I refuse to obey any longer one who, from the first, has been governed only by feelings of personal spite in all her dealings with me,” Star returned, firmly. Mrs. Richards could scarcely credit her ears. She had not imagined that the usually quiet girl possessed a tithe of this spirit. **Well, Uncle Jacob, what do you think of your little aliens of excellence now?” demanded the astonished woman, turning with an injured air to her uncle, who was nearly as much amazed himself. | ‘‘I think the child has been severely tried,” he returned, quietly, whereupon Irs. Richards flew into another rage. ‘‘T must say, Urtie Jacob, that I consider it very bad taste in you to take sides with her against me; and let me warn you, that you have both got yourselves into trouble by the doings of this night.” The arrogant dame did not wait for any reply, but turned CS (E(0) Eomichoo