"Yes, where he distinguished himself, as all the Lees have done except me!" he said, bitterly. "It’s your name!" cried Carolina, passionately. "What could you expect with those two names pulling you in opposite directions! Why did they ever name you, a Southern man, Sherman?" "Father named you, and mother named me," answered her brother. "I have heard them say that it was all planned before either of us was born. Then, too, you must remember that--well, that I am not as enthusiastic over the traditions of the Lee family as you are. I think that my leanings are all toward the de Cliffords, if anything." "It’s only fair," said Carolina, with justice, "that you should be like mother and love her family best. Only--only I am glad my name is Carolina!" Her brother bent down and kissed her flushed face. "And I am glad, too, little sister, for you are a veritable Lee, and one to be proud of." Carolina felt herself grow warm in every fibre of her being over the first compliment which had ever reached her heart. Sherman was still holding her hand, and she pressed his fingers gratefully. "I will look up the papers to-morrow, and let you know the moment I discover anything. I can easily guess what your plan is, but--without money?" Carolina laughed strangely. "Thank you, brother. And in the meantime I shall go to stay with Kate." Again the slight lift to Sherman’s eyebrows. "You will doubtless be happier there," he said, quietly. CHAPTER VI. THE STRANGER But when Carolina was comfortably established in the suite of rooms which Kate had joyfully placed at her disposal, she found that she could neither fix her attention on the new decorations of which Kate was so inordinately proud, nor could she wrench her mind from the subject of Guildford. She had been so stunned by the knowledge, not that the estate was mortgaged, but that it had been parted with so lightly, with little thought and less regret, that she had not been able, nor had she wished to express to Sherman her intense feeling in the matter. The more she thought, the more she believed that some turn of the wheel would bring Guildford back. If it were only mortgaged and not sold, she felt that her yearning was so strong she even dared to think of assuming the indebtedness and taking years, if need be, to free the place and restore the home of her fathers.