Stella Rosevelt — page 322: what you’re looking at

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316 “YOU ARE THE TRAITOR.” ~ But the morrow brought its busy cares and perplexities, and his resolution was forgotten, After that it was too late, for he did not know where to address her during her absence; and so Star still believed her lover to be false. and still mourned her shattered idol. CHAPTER XXXIII. ‘“yoOU ARE THE TRAITOR. ~ Mr. Rosevelt, Star, and Grace Meredith, with good-natured Mrs. Blunt to attend to matters of comfort, started on the day appointed for their Western trip, full of bright anticipations of the pleasures in store for them; and while they are gone, we will follow Ralph Meredith on his voyage across the Atlantic-to the old world. Arriving in London, he transacted what business he had to do there, and then turned his attention, with what interest he could muster while his heart was still so sore from his recent disappointment, to the attractions which the great city afforded. He visited the House of Parliament, the Tower, St. Paul’s Cathedral, the National Gallery of Art, and many other points _of interest, reserving Westminster Abbey until the last, as he wished to give plenty of time to this wonderful and magnificent structure and its countless curiosities. Upon his second visit thither, and while he was in the chapel of Henry the Seventh, with his guide, who was pointing out for his admiration the beauties of its architecture, the vaulted roof, with its magnificent carvings, and many precious relics gathered there, a clear, sweet voice suddenly broke the solemn stillness of the place by calling out just behind him; Al -comicbooks (E(0)