Stella Rosevelt — page 369: what you’re looking at

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A CRUSHING BLOW. 363 CHAPTER XXXIX. A CRUSHING BLOW. The next morning when the company met at breakfast, Jo- sephine experienced a feeling of intense relief upon learning that Lord Carrol had been called away to London at an early hour on ‘‘important business, ” This was the day of their departure also, and she was not sorry to leave the house which had been the scene of her humiliation and despair over her unrequited love. The meal was not a very social one, for every one was tired out with last night's dissipation, and it required more of an effort than they felt capable of making to be very merry. After it was over, and as Josephine was passing through the hall on her way to her own room, she espied the morning papers lying on the table. | Mechanically she took up one, glancing carelessly over the columns, when almost the first thing she saw was a notice of the arrival of a steamer from New York two days previous, with a list of the passengers below. A lurid light shot into her eyes and an angry exclamation burst from her lips as she read; for, among the other names in that list, she read those of Jacob Rosevelt, Miss Star Gladstone and maid, from New York. ‘What on earth can have possessed them to come aboad just at this time?” she muttered, with lowering brow. ‘‘If they had only waited a month ips would have missed him, but now they will be sure to meet.’ She took the paper and went up stairs to be mother’s room, and showed the notice to her. She was very angry also. CONNIE DOOLKS