"The idea of thinking that any of us would stoop to be a maid!" they cried, while Liane, with flushing cheeks, quickly indited a brief, courteous, but very decided refusal of the young lady's offer.
[CHAPTER XII.]
"THE QUEEN ROSE."
"What impudence! She thanks me for my offer, but finds it quite impossible to accept. And her note is worded as if written to an equal!" cried Roma angrily, as she tossed Liane's answer to her mother.
Mrs. Clarke examined it somewhat curiously, commenting on the neatness and correctness of the writing.
"She has made good use of her limited opportunities for education," she said.
"But, mamma, the idea of her refusing my offer, to remain with Miss Bray at three dollars a week."
"Perhaps there is a little pride mixed up with her position. She may consider her present place more genteel, my dear."