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"Well, good-bye, fellows."

"I've been awake for forty-eight hours, Major. But--oh, I'm not sleepy."

"Yet what?" I snapped out, with horse eyes.

My heart beat wildly and I wanted to ask if it was on my account; but I was too pusillanimous a coward, and when I feebly tried to look into her eyes she would not let me, which convinced me that she lacked candor. A dance ended. Gold-laced fellows came and sat on the veranda rail wiping wrists and brows with over-tasked handkerchiefs, and explaining the small mishaps of the floor. Two promenaders mentioned the hour. I gasped my amazement and extended my hand. "Good-bye."

I mumbled something about never wishing to tempt any one.

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