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"Who?" I cried. "What! You don't mean to say--was that Lieutenant Ferry?"

There was a hush of attention among them as the lieutenant and I saluted. His left hand was gone at the wrist and the sleeve pinned back on itself. He asked my name; I told him. In the car there was a stir of deepening interest. I inquired if he was the post-quartermaster here. He was.

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

"And yet you never take a lady's name for granted?"

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