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I shook my head and we moved toward the tents. This was worse than the dream; the rat had not seen the cockerel, but the cockerel had observed the rat--dropping into the barrel: the cockerel, yes, and not the cockerel alone, for I saw that Gholson was associating him with her of the curtained wagon. By now they were side and side. I asked if Ferry came often to headquarters. "Yes, quite as often as he's any business to." "Ah, ha!" thought I, and presently said I had heard he was a great favorite.

Hmm! yes! I wouldn't have got off my horse and leaned over that box to save the Confederacy. "I thank you, Lieutenant, but I can't stop. If you'll hand me up a jacket and pair of shoes I'll sign for them and go. I don't want a hat, but I reckon I'd as well include shoes, although really,--" I glanced down brazenly at the stirrup-leathers that so snugly hid my naked toes.

"Borrowed!" echoed the sergeant. "If he doesn't own that mare no man does."

Old Dismukes rose. "Good-night. Shall I send this boy that Yankee's horse?"

"Oh, General, if you send an officer they'll see the ruse! I can do it! I'll do it all right!"

"Why, I can read my safety in your face. You can't read anything in mine; you're afraid to look."

"My mother! Do you know my mother?"

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