Stella Rosevelt — page 294: what you’re looking at

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“~ ~,, 238 YOSEPHINE’S INGRATITUDE. —s Star had saved an enemy from a horrible fate—she had done a hervic deed; but the tension on her own nerves gave way when it was over. She swayed, tottered, and would have fallen to the ground, but another figure sprang through the bushes to her side, and her fainting form was received into the strong avms of Ralph Meredith. CHAPTER XXIX. JOSEPHINE'S INGRATITUDE. Confusion reigned during the next half hour among the company who had hitherto been so gay. Josephine Richards had rushed into their midst, startling everybody out of their senses by shrieking out: ‘(Go to Miss Gladstone! A mad dog! a mad dog!” It was all that she could say, for she immediately after sank down helpless in a violent fit of hysterics, while the women, with white faces, huddled together in fear and trembling, and the men, with horrified eyes and quaking hearts, ran hither and thither iv: search of Star. Then there had come that quick, sharp report, directing them to che spot, and telling them that all danger to them was past. Bat the terrible question arose: ‘*Was Miss Gladstone safe?” Ralph Meredith, his feet winged with love and fear, was, as we have seen, first upon the scene of the tragedy, and caught her frantically to his heart just as she was falling to the ground. ‘‘Is she bitten?” he cried, in a voice of agony, and with Bs = comicbooks:.co ff