"I've made fun of the militia--like everybody else--but Jimmy Lent is getting ready, and I'm doing nothing! Do you hear what I'm saying, Ailsa ?" She looked up from the newspaper, sitting there cross-legged under the coverlet.
"I hear you, Steve.

I don't know what you mean by 'something's got to be done.' Major Anderson is doing what he can--bless him!" "That's all right, but the thing isn't going to stop there." "Stop where ?" "At Sumter.

They'll begin firing on Fortress Monroe and Pensacola--I--how do you know they're not already thinking about bombarding Washington?
Virginia is going out of the Union; the entire South is out, or going.

Yesterday, I didn't suppose there was any use in trying to get them back again.

Father did, but I didn't.