Stella Rosevelt — page 238: what you’re looking at

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232 THE GOAL REACHED. - Well, I think it does not matter much which way you put it, now that you know each other,” the gentleman returned, smiling; then turning to Star, he added: ‘‘So, my young friend, you have really ‘run the race, and finished the course ;’ and now do you remember the promise which you made me several months ago?” Star flushed vividly at this question. ‘‘Did I make you a promise, Mr. Appleton?” she asked, evasively, adding, with an arch glance: ‘‘1 thought it was you ~who made me a promise.” Jf He laughed and shook his finger at her. ‘¢You said that on your eighteenth birthday I might reveal a secret.” ‘And you promised you would of reveal it until I was eighteen,” she retorted, brightly, although the color deepened in her cheeks as she continued: ‘lam not eighteen yet, Mr. Appleton.” ‘No, but you will be to-morrow. You see I have not for- gotten the date. Now, let me take time by the forelock a little, and whisper to Miss Meredith wo the author of ‘Chatsworth’s Pride’ is. She has been on the guz vive to know ever since the book was published,” Mr. Appleton said, bending a roguish look upon Star, who now stood with drooping eyes and appear- ing somewhat confused. ‘Oh, do you know? Is it some friend of yours, Miss Glad- stone?” Miss Meredith said, eagerly, to her. ‘‘I think it is so tantalizing not to know the name of the author of a book,” she went on, ‘‘ particularly if it is one you happen to like very much; and here this provoking man who published this one only put a great star where he should have printed the author’s - name. Do tell me, please, Miss Gladstone; I am, indeed, all curiosity,” : Then remarking Star’s embarrassment, she looked from her to Mr. Appleton, questioningly. Gomicbooks (E(@)