Following that
first--and merely instantaneous--expression of horrified surprise at
Ida May's announcement of her identity, this girl, who was so secure
in the confidence of the Balls and the community, proceeded to look
down at the claimant of her achieved position with utter calmness.
It made the real Ida May almost afraid. Certain as she was of her
own name and the assertion of her own personality, the bold and
unshaken opposition confronting her in the very look of the impostor
abashed Ida May Bostwick. After her first outbreak she was silenced.
"Do you really know what you are saying?" the girl in possession
asked. "Are you aware that I am Ida May Bostwick? There certainly
cannot be two girls of the same name, both related to Mrs. Prudence
Ball. That is too ridiculous."
The other gasped. Though red and white by turn, from impotence and
rage, her fury was quelled under the look of the more composed young
woman.
"There are twenty people almost within call who know me and who can
swear to my name and my assertions that I am Miss Bostwick," went on
Sheila, with a calmness which both frightened and daunted the other.
"Just why you should come here and make such a preposterous claim I
cannot understand.
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