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EXPLANATIONS. 185 Lord Carrol simply bowed in reply to this statement. It would not become him to question the truthfulness of what he had heard, but since his interview with Star, his opinion of the family had changed very materially. ‘Well, 1 am nonplussed, and I reckon that this state of affairs will create quite a commotion when it becomes known,” Mr. Richards resumed, after a few minutes of thought, during which his surprise seemed to increase. ‘‘I never dreamed that our Star would ever step into such a chair of state, although she is of good blood, I believe.” ‘‘Of the best,” Lord Carrol returned, decidedly. ‘‘ She told me upon one occasion that her mother was a Miss Anna Chud- leigh, of Chudleigh Manor, Devonshire. I know something of them, and they were a fine family, although I have been told that they were very much displeased at the marriage of their only daughter with a clergyman of limited means. But-—-have I your sanction to prosecute my suit with Miss Gladstone, and will you arrange an interview for me?” ‘‘Certainly; I shall do what you wish, and I must say that I am glad that things are turning out so well for Star. J have been very fond of her, for she is a bright and winsome little body about the house. She is talented, too, to say nothing of her beauty, and she will make you a good wile. I congratulate you both, and there is my hand on it, my lord,” Mr. Richards concluded, heartily, and extending his hand to the young peer, which he took and cordially shook. But Mrs. : ichards, her heart filled with bitterest rage, felt as if she could have strangled her huskand with a good relish for taking such an interest in Star’s prospects, while the gorgeous air-castle which his own daughter had built was tumbling to the ground about his ears, Mr. Richards then rose. ‘<T suppose you are anxious to see Star at once?” he said. ‘‘Yes, if you please. I desire to make my peace with her as comlecbooks: