Mrs. Georgie Sheldon

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Mrs. Georgie Sheldon Stella Rosevelt (1883)

She flushed, but answered archly:
“Stars belong to the night; they are of no account in this glorious sunshine;” and she lifted her face up to the sun, as if in gratitude that its friendly beams were shining on her once more.
“It is a glorious morning,” said the old man, taking a long breath of the pure, keen air.
Sorrow may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning,” Star murmured, in a low tone, but with a thrill in her voice which told how she felt the words.
Again a sneering smile distorted the lips of her companion.
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Mrs. Georgie Sheldon Stella Rosevelt (1883)

Was it not enough that you could woo and win the heiress, the belle and beauty of Long Branch, without the amusement of trying to win and break my poor heart?”
Star! Star!” he cried, drawing nearer the excited girl. “What wild, wild words! Every one is like a dagger plunged into my heart. You do not know what you are saying, dear. I try to win and break your heart! My poor darling, you have been misled by having learned of my title. I should have told you before, but——”
“Then you are Lord Carrol? You own it—you acknowledge it?” Star interrupted, with a ring of wild despair in her tones.
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Mrs. Georgie Sheldon Stella Rosevelt (1883)

Star was very pale, but her great blue eyes had a strange, determined gleam in them.
“Are you afraid to go down the ladder?” Mr. Rosevelt asked, as he paused before it.
“Not if you will go first and hold it for me,” she answered.
“But I cannot; they will not take us both,” he said.
She drew back from the edge of the vessel, and looking up into that aged face, said, tremulously:
“Sir, you have dear friends who are waiting for you, and who would mourn your death. I have no one who loves me; I was going among strangers, and I should not be missed. You go; I am not afraid to die.”
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