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At the door the Colonel gave me a last look. "Good-night, Legs."

Lit with foolish hope to hear thy fondling sighs, Like yon twilight dove's, breathe, Return, return!

The three laughed again and the men sank their carbines across their laps, while in a voice as refined as her figure their companion said, "Good-evening, Mr. Smith." She laid back her veil and even in the darkness I felt the witchery of her glance. "I was just coming to meet you," she continued, "to get the letter you're bringing me from General Austin. I feared you might try to come around by Fayette, not knowing the Yankees are there. These gentlemen didn't know it." "She just did save us!" laughed the man hitherto silent.

"Charlotte Oliver!"

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