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"Has he a taste for fiction?" I asked, with a depreciative smirk.

"We've got a letter for you from her!" exclaimed Camille.

He smiled. "No, but I can put some there if you want it."

"Hold your tongue!" I barked my wrath like a frightened puppy, drawing back a stride and laying my eye closer along the pistol. "If you call me your son again I'll send you to your fathers."

The young ladies were in rapture. Miss Harper asked how he had done it.

I was about to put a false meaning even on that, when she added "We don't need the ford this time of year; let us ride back as if we gave up the trip--for there may be a vidette looking at us now in the edge of those bushes--and as soon as we get where we can't be seen let us take a circuit. We can cross the creek somewhere above and strike the Wiggins road up in the woods. You can find your way by the blessed stars, can't you--being the angel you are?"

"Oh, shut your dirty face!" replied the son, while one of his cronies warned both against being overheard. But when this one added something further the old man snarled:

Ferry showed pain. "I know; save that for the General. And what else?"

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