Yet if I believed this, the same silence and refusal to respond also served to convince me that Miss Hardy was no longer there.

She was a vastly different type, and would exhibit interest even in the coming of the enemy.

Ay! and she would have seen me, and not for one moment could I be made to believe that she would treat me with contempt.
I rode back slowly to rejoin the column of horsemen, glancing over my shoulder at the house, my mind busily occupied with the stirring events which had transpired there.

She had gone with the Confederate troops, and had probably already been safely returned to her own home.

Moran might have departed also, but more likely he remained to look after his property.