"Then you won't, in this instance, tell anybody?"
"No—o—hope'm'die," returned Star, crossing her breast.
"Papa has gone to New York to intercept Monroe."
"Has he?" said Star, with wide eyes. "Monroe, then, has gone?"
"Went yesterday morning before papa reached his office. Papa learned some things that substantiated what Mr. Dieman told you, and, putting everything together, he became convinced of the truthfulness of the stratagem of that man Monroe to bring Mr. Winthrope into disrepute. Star, had Monroe succeeded in his designs before I had learned the true status of affairs, I should not have believed anything against him; but now that I have been forewarned, I shall never lose faith in his honor and integrity. Star, I told papa of my love for him, which papa did not accept pleasantly at first, thinking I was in fun, or doing it as a lark to tease him; but when he realized I was never more serious, he called him a fine, perfect young man, and was pleased. There, Star, I have told you what has been on my mind since yesterday. Am I a goosey still?"
"You are a little dove, Edith," said Star, sweetly.
"Star, I should like to see Mr. Dieman," said Edith, changing the subject. "Can you have him come here?"
"I may; but it is doubtful."
"I would go to him, if I could."
"He has a young man named Eli Jerey, who transacts business matters for him. He might be summoned. Mr. Dieman places implicit confidence in him. Everything now must be conveyed through him to Mr. Dieman, I am told. I have seen Mr. Jerey; and I can have him called here to see you for whatever you might want to impose upon Mr. Dieman."