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"Are you not a New Orleans boy?" she asked as I lifted my képi and drew rein.

I surrender, he said, with amiable ease.

The General looked at me between puffs of his cigar. "I hear you've ridden over fifty miles to-day."

"Now, here is another matter of much more importance." He showed, but retained, another envelope. "Behind the house where you're to find Miss Rothvelt there's a road into Cole's Creek bottom. The house you're to stop at to-night, say from twelve o'clock till three or half-past, is on that road, about five miles from Wiggins, from Clifton and from Fayette. I'm sending you there expecting the people in that house will rob you if you give them half a chance."

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