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"Smith, Ned Ferry is not only a Romanist, he's a romanticist. We--you and me--are religionists. Our brightness and happiness air the brightness and happiness of faith; our cleanness is the cleanness of religious scruples. Worst of it with Ned is he's satisfied with the difference, I'm afraid! That's what makes him so pleasant to fellows who don't care a sou marquee about religion."

"How on earth should I know?"

"Guess I'm the first Yankee y' ever caught, ain't I?" His smile was superior, but congratulatory.

"The enemy are in Fayette to-night," he continued. "So when you get half-way to Fayette, just across Morgan's Creek, you'll take a dim fork on the right running north along the creek. Ever travel by the stars?"

Breathe, O! breathe to me, as these love-languid skies To yon twilight star breathe, Return, return!

"Nonsense!" muttered both men, and I liked them the better.

She became frigid. "Do you know who and what Charlotte Oliver is?--No? Well, to begin with, she's a married woman--but pshaw! you believe nothing till it's proved. If I tell you who and what I am will you do what I've asked you; will you promise not to stop at Lucius Oliver's house?" She softly reached for my hand and pressed and stroked it. "Don't stop there, dear. Oh, say you will not!"

"Oh! And where is the battery?"

"But if she--oh, yes!--Yes, to be sure; she could easily have got here yesterday afternoon."

"Well, I reckon I'll stop all night." I began to move on. His eyes followed greedily.

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