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"Me!--No, sir. But you spoke as if--"

Through the shifting colonnades of pine, a hundred yards in front of us, came two horsemen in the same blue-gray of the pair beside me. "Whoever he is," I said, "that gray he's riding is his second best, or it's borrowed," for his mount, though good, was no match for him.

To regain the highroad we had turned into a northerly fork, and were in as lovely a spot as we had seen all day. Before us and close on our right were the dense woods of magnolia, water-oak, tupelo and a hundred other affluent things that towered and spread or clambered and hung. On the left lay the old field, tawny with bending sedge and teeming with the yellow rays of the sun's last hour. This field we overlooked through a fence-row of persimmon and wild plum. Among these bushes, half fallen into a rain-gully, a catalpa, of belated bloom, was loaded with blossoms and bees, and I was directing Camille's glance to it when the shots came. Another outcry or two followed, and then a weird silence.

I laughed insolently. The young ladies sparkled, and so did Miss Harper, as she asked him who had been the proxy.

"I tell her as a friend," he said, "she'll get one into Fortress Monroe yet!"

"You were so anxious to get the General's letter?" I asked.

"He told you?--Ah! you're only guessing," I said, and saw that I was helping her to guess more correctly.

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