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I passed on, flattered but scandalized, wasting no guesses on how she knew me--if she really knew me at all--but taking my revenge by moralizing on her, to myself, as a sign of the times, until brigade headquarters were in full view, a few rods off the road; four or five good, white wall-tents in a green bit of old field backed by a thicket of young pines.

"Oh, hang the uniform!"

"What do you see?" His frown scared me to my finger-tips.

The trio laughed, the young woman most musically.

"Yes." She stooped low under the interlacing boughs and plunged with me into the double darkness.

"Cruel to you?" I took her hand from my arm and held it.

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