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168 “WHY HAS HE DONE THIS THING?” It was about the only ray of light or comfort that she had in her great darkness—this knowledge that there was one who did really love her, and to whom she also was almost a necessity. She could rely on ‘‘ Uncle Jacob,” if upon no one else, and she longed to go to him and lean upon him now in her trouble. Of course she could not tell him how she had let handSome, fascinating Archibald Sherbrooke win her heart from her, and then found all too late how cruelly she had been deceived. She was so thankful now that she had not allowed him to tell Mr. Rosevelt as he had wished, though, perhaps, that had only been another ruse of his, and he had not intended to tel: him, after all; but it would be a comfort to go down to the lodge and see him, and listen to the kindly tones of his voice. Mrs. Blunt helped her to dress, for she saw that she was glad to sit dowa by the window—though she shuddered as she re- membered that she had sat just there last night when her heart had been broken—-and rest, while she began to fear that she should not be able to get down stairs, after all, that night to go to see Mr. Rosevelt. _. Mrs. Blunt watched her closely with those small, keen eyes of hers, and saw that her trouble was more of the mind than of the body, though what could have caused it wasa puzzle to her. She did not trouble her with conversation, but after making her room tidy, she went quietly out and left her alone. She returned after a little while, however, bringing her a bowl of hot soup and a plate of nice little biscuits. ‘‘You are very good to me, Mrs. Blunt,” Star. said, grate- fully; and she ate the soup with a relish, for she was very faint and hungry, while the housekeeper looked on with ‘a Satisfied air as she saw a tinge of color coming back to her pale face. | ) ‘‘Somebody else was good to a poor old woman yesterday, or I’m much mistaken, and I reckon it'll take a good while for i Gomicbooks (E(0)