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

"What's the name, General, of the man whose house I'm to go to?"

"No."

"I shall count myself honored," said I, and we went, together and alone.

What do you say?--Yes, she might have spoken more wisely. Yet always there vibrated in her voice a wealth of thought, now bitter, now sweet, and often both at once, and a splendor of emotions, beyond the scope of all ordinary natures. How far beyond my own scope they were, even with my passions at flood-tide and turbid as a back-street overflow, I failed to ponder while I passed around the paling fence alone.

She struck a mock-sentimental attitude and murmured musically--

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