“What are we to do next, Uncle Jacob?”
CHAPTER XXV.
STAR’S DELIGHT.
“What are we going to do next?” Mr. Rosevelt repeated. “Why, enjoy it all, to be sure. I have waited a good while for this good time, and now I am going to make the most of it. First, Miss Gladstone must attend to that very important item, Miss Gladstone’s wardrobe, which must be suitable for her position; and Star, I shall be quite particular upon that point; let it be both rich and elegant. Then, as the hot weather comes on, there will be a trip to Newport and the White Mountains, or some other place equally pleasant, and after that—well, something else, I suppose,” he concluded, with a smile.
Star heaved a sigh of delight.
It was nice, after all, to be surrounded by all this beauty and elegance, and to have everything heart could wish.
She had applied for a position as a teacher, and had hoped also to do something toward writing another book during the coming year; but now, of course, she could not teach, and there was no actual need that she should use her pen, although the enticing finger of fame seemed beckoning to her, urging her to try for even greater literary honors.
Her wardrobe!
Of what should it consist, to be suitable for her position as the heiress of a millionaire?
It was rather a difficult question to decide, when, during the last two years, her means had been too limited to allow of her gratifying her naturally exquisite taste, and all she had possessed in the way of dresses had been scarce half a dozen, and those of the commonest material.
The next fortnight was a busy one with dressmakers, milliners, and seamstresses; for Mr. Rosevelt said he wished to go to Newport by the middle or last of July, if possible.