"Doubtless you think so. I disagree with you," said Mrs. Tilton, coldly.
"Good-afternoon, madam!" said Rose, rising abruptly.
"Good-afternoon, Miss Beaufort."
It was like a thunderbolt to Rose, and mystified as well as made her indignant. She could recall nothing that had passed which would justify Mrs. Tilton in her strange treatment.
It was the first blow, but not the last. Arethusa Jayne, with unappeased malice, went the rounds of the families in which Rose was employed, and within a week she received notes from all the parents, expressing regret that they could no longer avail themselves of her services.
It began to look serious for poor Rose.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
Rose Comes Into a Fortune.
Ben and his friend had a fair passage from Liverpool, and were equally pleased to set foot on American soil. By this time they had become excellent friends. The Cuban, having no near relatives, was surprised to find how much interest he felt in his young ward.