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I found but one white figure under the dim veranda eaves. "Miss Camille?"

"Good-bye." I could barely hear it.

"I don't believe you! I don't believe you ever had cause for one!" She laid a hand again upon mine.

For a moment I quite forgot how evident it was that she had gathered earlier inklings of it from some one else. Suddenly my thought was of something far more startling. It stopped my breath; I halted; I held my temples; I stared. What would she do with a secret she had taken such hazards to extort? Ah! she'd carry it straight to market--why not? She would give it to the enemy! Before my closed eyes came a vision of the issue--disaster to our arms; bleeding, maiming, death, and widows' and orphans' tears.

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