Rosamond — or, the Youthful Error by Mary Jane Holmes
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noticing her particularly, went over to the side of the room she
supposed was to be hers. She had just laid aside her hat, when the lady said: "That open blind lets in too much light. Will you please shut it Miss ---- I don't know what to call you." "Miss Leyton," answered Rosamond, "and you are--" "Miss Porter," returned the speaker. "Rosamond started quickly, for she remembered the name, and looking for the first time directly at the lady, she met a pair of large black eyes fixed inquiringly upon her. "Leyton--Leyton," repeated the lady, "where have I heard of you before?" "At Atwater Seminary, perhaps," suggested Rosamond, a little doubtful is to the manner in which her intelligence would be received. A shadow flitted over the lady's face, but it was soon succeeded by a smile, and she said graciously, "Oh, yes, I know. You annoyed me and I annoyed you. It was an even thing, and since we are thrown together again, we will not quarrel about the past. Ain't you going to close that blind? The light shines full in my face, and, as I did not sleep one wink last night, I am looking horridly to-day." "Excuse me, madam," said Rosamond, "I was so taken by surprise that I forgot your request," and she proceeded to shut the blind. This being done, she divested herself of her soiled garments, washed |
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