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204 STAR’S DETERMINATION, day he had declared his love for her, and won her promise to be his wile as soon as she should have graduated. ‘‘Oh, Uncle Jacob,” Star concluced, hiding her face on the arm of his chair again, ‘‘I believed him so true, so honorable, so worihy of my love, and now to find him so unprincipled and treacherous, it crushes me!” Mr. Rosevelt looked very grave, almost stern. ‘This is just as I supposed—as I was led to believe from your appearance last Saturday. I knew well enough, when we returned home from Coney Island, that you had promised to be Sherbrooke’s wife. But I don’t understand his treachery, ~as you cali it, nor what connection all this has with the young lord who has come to ask for Josephine’s haad,” he said, coldiy. . | Star looked up again, at the unfamiliar tone. “Oh!” she said, wearily ; ‘‘lam so miserable that I have not made it plain to you—-I have not told you; but Lord Carrol is only another name for the man who called himself Archibald Sherbrooke. Under the latter he cheated me into loving him, and he has ruined my life; under the former, which is his real name, I suppose, he has been trying tv win the heiress,” Mr. Rosevelt was speech'ess from amazement at this revela- tion, and for a fu'l minute could only look down into thosé piteous, uplifted eyes in mute dismay. ‘‘ Impossible!” he cried, at length. ‘‘I cannot believe it; I cannot think that young Sherbrooke would be guilty of any- thing so dastardly. There must be some mistake.” ‘There is zo mistake,’ Star returned, with despair in her tones. ‘‘I was sitting at the wndow of my room when he arrived, and, of course, I recognized him at once. His form, his bearing, his handsome face, the tones of his voice-—every- thing was identical with the Archie SHerbrooke from whom we parted last Saturday evening. At first I was crushed by the blow; then I thought perhaps Lord Carrol had disappointed Eomicbooks. =}