The Path of a Star

Purchase one of 1st World Library's Classic Books and help support our free internet library of downloadable eBooks. Visit us online at www.1stWorldLibrary.ORG - - She pushed the portiere aside with a curved hand and gracefully separated fingers; it was a staccato movement and her body followed it after an instant's poise of hesitation head thrust a little forward eyes inquiring and a tentative smile although she knew precisely who was there. You would have been aware at once that she was an actress. She entered the room with a little stride and then crossed it quickly the train of her morning gown - it cried out of luxury with the cheapest voice - taking folds of great audacity as she bent her face in its loose mass of hair over Laura Filbert sitting on the edge of a bamboo sofa and said - You poor thing! Oh you POOR thing! She took Laura's hand as she spoke and tried to keep it; but the hand was neutral and she let it go. It is a hand she said to herself in one of those quick reflections that so often visited her ready-made that turns the merely inquiring mind away. Nothing but feeling could hold it.